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We  exhort  you  tojing  ivith  the  Spirit,  and  with 
the  underjianditig  alfo :  and  thus  may  the  high 
praifes  of  GOD  befet  up  from  EaJ}  to  Wefly  from 
North  to  South  ;  and  ivejhall  he  happily  inflrumental 
in  leading  the  devotion  of  thoufands,  and  Jhall  re- 
joice to  join  you  in  time  and  eternity » 

We  arey 

Dear  Brethren^ 

Tour  faithful  Pajlors  in  Chrift, 

tJnoinad   Cyo/te^ 


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POCKET 

H   Y  M  N  -   B  O  O   I 

-■<^<^^-^>— 

Awakening  arid*  Inviting. 

H  YTvI  N     I.     C.  M.     Lcc^ . 

1  f^    FOR  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing 
V_>^    ^^y  d-'"!"  Redeemer's  praife  I 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Mafler  and  my  God, 

Affift  me  to  proclaim, 
To  fpread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jefus,  the  name  that  chams  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  forrows  ceaie  : 
'Tis  mufic  in  the  fmner's  ears ; 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancelled  iin, 

He  fets  the  prisoner  irte  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  fouleft  clean  : 
His  blood  avaird  for  mc. 

5  Look  unto  him,  ye  nations,  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race  ; 
Xiook,  and  be  fav'd  through  faith  alone, 
Ee  jullify'd  by  grace  !  ; 


0  AWAKENING 

6  See  all  your  fins  on  Jefus  laid  ! 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  flain, 
His  foul  was  once  an  ofF'ring  made 
For  ev'ry  foul  of  man. 

7  With  me  yqur  chief,  ye  then  fhall  know, 

Shall  feelVour  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Anticipate  your  heav'n  below. 
And  own  that  love  is  heav'n. 

HYMN     H.     EpivortL 
1    Z*^  OME,  ye  finners,  poor  and  needy, 

1  V-^    Weak  and  wounded,  j(ick  and  fore, 
^     Jcfus  ready  {lands  to  fave  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r ; 
He  is  able, 

He  is  wiling,  doubt  no  more.. 
Now,  yc  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief,  and  trae  repentance, 

Ev'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 
Without  money^ 

Come  to  Jefus  ChrilFand  buy. 
Let  not  confcience  make  yoii  linger, 

Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream  j 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requireth. 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you, 

^Tis  th^^  Spirit's  glimni'ring  beam. 
Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden'd, 

Bruis'd  and  raapgled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all  ; 
Not  the  righteous. 

Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 


AND    INVITING. 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ranfomM  finners,   why, 
Will  you  flight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  aflcs  you  why?. 
He,  who  all  year  lives  hath  ftrove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  ftill  refufe  to  live  ? 
Why,  ye  long-fo.ught  finners,  why, 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  :" 

4  ThMf  already  dead  within, 
Spiritually  dead  in  fin. 

Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe, 
Pant  you  after  fecond  death  ? 
Will  you  ftill  in  fin  remain. 
Greedy  of  eternal  .pain  ? 
O,  ye  dying  finners,  why, 
Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 

HYMN     V.     L.  M.     Invitation. 

1  Q  INNER S,  obey  the  gofpel  word  ! 
i3    Hafte  to  the  fupper  of  my  Lord  ; 
Be  wife  to  know  your  gracious  day ; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Reai'y  the  Father  is  to  own. 
And  kifs  his  late-returning  fon  ; 
Ready  your  loving  Savbm*  ftands, 
Ai.d  fpr^ads  for  you  his  bleeding  handi?. 

J  .ReJidy  '.he  Spirit  oi    =  ';  love 
Juft  now  the  ilony  t--  ^■.i.irve  ; 


lO  AW  A  KEN  I  li  G 

'V  apply  and  V/itnefs  with  the  blood, 
And  v/aih  and  foal  the  Tons  of  Goci. 

4  Ready  foe  J^oii,  the  angels  wait, 
To  triunnph  in  your  bled  eftate  ; 
Tuning  theii'  harps,  they  long  to  praife 
The  wonders  of.  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
Are  ready  with  their  (hining  hoft  : 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  refound,  : 

"  The  dead's  alive  !   the  loft  is  found!" 

6  Come  then,  ye  finners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Chrift  to  paradife  reftor'd: 

Kio  profFcr'd  benefits  embrace. 
The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace. 

HYMN      VI.      Fencr-Lane. 
\    13  EH  OLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
X3    Nail'd  to  the  (liameftil  tree; 
How  vail  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  blfcd  and  die  for  thee! 

.,:   Hark,  how  he  groans!   while  nature  fliakesi 
Aiid  earth's  llrong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  t-emple's  veil  in  funder  breaks, 
Tl:e  Kil.id  marbles  ren(1. 

1   'Tis  doncl  the  precious  ranfom's  paid, 
"   Receive  my  foul!"   he  cries  ; 
Sce»  where  he  bows  his  facred  hv.ad! 
He  bows  Ills  head  and  dies! 

.1.   But  foon.  lie'll  break  death's  envious  chain. 
And-n  f^i!!  glory  (bine; 
Q  L'vrb  of  God!   was  ever  pain, 
Wcu  cv-r  love  Illic  thin?  i 


ANt)    INVITING.  II 

HYMN      VII.       Welfi. 

OLove  divlae  !   what  haft  thou  done! 
Th'  immortal  God  hath  dy'd  for  mc  1 
The  Father's  eo-eternal  Son 

Bore  all  my  fins  upDn  the  tree  : 
Th'  immortal  God  for  me  hath  dy'd  : 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucified. 
Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pafs  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace  I 
Come  fee,  ye  worms,  your  Maker  die, 

And  fay  was  ever  grief  like  his' 
Come  feel  with  me  his  blood  apply M; 
r^iy  Lord  my  Love  is  crucify'd* 
Is  crucifyM  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God  ; 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true. 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jefu*s  blood  t 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  fide; 
My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucify'd. 
Then  let  us  fit  beneath  his  crofs, 

And  gladly  catch  the  healing  ftream; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  lofs, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  ; 
Of  nothing  think  or  fpcak  beHcie, 
My  Lord,  my  LcVe  is  cnicify'd. 


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H  Y  M  N     YIII.     C.  M. 
H  E  E  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 


And  hinn:bly  o'.vn  to  thee, 
ow  feeble  is  cur  mortal  frame. 
What  dving  worms  we  \/c\ 

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12  A  W  A  K  F.  N  r  N  G 

2   Our  wafting  lives  grow  ihorter  Hill, 
As  iiys  and  aionths  increaff  ; 
And  ev'r)'-  bearing  pulfe  we  tell, 
L,G-dvcsJLifl  the  number  lefs. 


3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  fteals  away 

The  breath  that  iirfl  it  gave : 

Whate'ei-  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  trav'lling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  thro*  all  the  ground. 

To  pufh  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  v/alt  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !   on  what  a  flender  thread 

Hang  everialling  things  ! 
Th'  eternal  ftates  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  itrings! 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  wo, 

Depends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcernM  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  "^^aken,  O  Lord,   our  drowfy  fenfc. 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 
And  if  our  fouls  are  hurried  hence^ 
May  thcy^be  found  in  God  ! 

H  Y  M  N     IX.     C.  M. 


O'erwIielmM  with  guilt  and  fe^r, 
I  view  my  Mikcr,  face  to  face, 
O  how  fliall  I  appear  ! 

If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  n-icrov  mav  be  foua'ht  ; 


^  AND  .INVITING. 

My  foul  with  inward  horror  fhrinks, 
A'.id  trembles  at  the  thought  ! 

3  A¥hen  thou,  O  LorcJ,  fhak  ftand  difclqs'd 

In  majeity  feverc,  |J| 

And  fit  in  judgment  on  my  foul^ 
O  how  fhall  I  appear  ? 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contviiie  hecrt:. 

Timely  my  iins  lament, 
And  early  with  repentant  tearj^ 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  forrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan. 
To  give  thofc  forrows  weight,     . 

6  For  never  fhall,iny  foul  defpair 

Her  pardon  to  fecure, 
Who  knows  thy  only  Son  hath  dy'd 
To  make  that  pardon  fure. 

HYMN     X.     S.  M. 

I  ^    N  D  am  I  born  to  die  ? 

.jCjL  To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  muft  my  trembling  fpirit  fly 

Into  ?.  world  unknown  ? 

A  land  of  deepell  fliadc, 

Uupierc'd  by  human  thought  * 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 

"Wiiere  ail  things  are  forgot. 

J    Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  will  become  of  me  : 
Iltcrnal  happinefs  or  wo 

Iill  th..'n  mv  oortion  ]>c  1 


14  AWAKENING 

Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  found, 
I  from  my  grave  muil  rife, 
And  fee  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  fee  the  flaming  fldes ! 

3        How  {hall  I  leave  my  tomb ! 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curfe  or  blelTing  meet  ? 
Will  angel-bands  convey 
Their  brother  to  the  bar  ? 
Or  devils  drag  my  foul  away 
To  meet  its  fentence  there  ? 

^       Who  can  refolve  the  doubt 
That  tears  my  anxious  breait  ? 

Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  caft  out, 
Or  numbered  with  the  bleft? 
1  muft  from  God  be  driv'n, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell : 

Muft  come  at  his  command  to  heav^i. 
Or  elfe  depsrt  to  hell. 

J        O  thou  that  wouidfl  not  have 
One  wretched  finner  die, 
Who  dy'dil:  thyftjlf,   my  foul  to  fave 
From  endlefa  mifery  ! 
Sliow  me  the  way  to  (hun 
Tf.y  dreadful  wrath  fevere, 
Thnt  when  thou  comell  on  thy  throne? 
I  may  with  joy  appear, 

5        Thou  art  thyfelf  the  way, 
Thyfelf  in  me  reveal : 
Go  (hall  I  fpend  my  life's  fhoit  day 
Obedient  to  thy  willj 


AND    INVITING. 

So  fhall  I  love  my  God, 
Becaufe  he  firll  lov'd  me, 
And  praife  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 
To  all  eternity. 

H  Y  M  N     XI.  Snoivfitld'^ 

1  A     ND  am  I  only  born  to  die? 
Jl\.   And  mull  I  fuddcnly  comply 

With  nature's  ftern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celellial  joys,  or  heUifh  pains, 

To  all  eternity. 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  houfe  of  clay  ; 
My  fole  concern,  my  fingle  care, 
To  watch  and  tremble  and  prepare 

Againft  that  fatal  day  ! 

J  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here. 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear. 

If  life  fo  foon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  a: all  Hand  before 
Th'  inexorable  tliroiie  ! 

>•   No  matter  which  m\  thoaglits  employ, 
moment's  milerj^  or  jjy: 
But  oh!   when  both  iUall  end, 
lere  (hall  I  find  my  dellia'd  place: 
;11  I  my  everlaiiing  days 
With  fiends  or  angels  fpend  : 

B    2 


I  6  A  \V  A  i:  E  N I  N  G 

5   Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  efcapc  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  my  ovv^n  cle6lion  fure, 
And,  when  I  fail  on  earth,  fecure 
A  manfion  in  the  flvies. 

0  Jefus  vouchfafe  a  pitying  ray, 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way 

To  glorious  happinefb ! 
Ah!   write  the  pardon  on  my  heart. 
And  whenfoe'er  I  hence  dcpartj(>*» 
Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

H  Y  M  N     XII.     S.  M. 

H  O  U  Judge  of  quick  and  dead. 
Before  whofe  bar  fevere, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 
Vv  e  all  fhall  foon  appear ; 
Our  cautionM  fr3' lis  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fijl  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  llir  us  up  to  pray: 

To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'd  in  majeily  and  pow'r 

Thou  ihalt  from  heaven  come  down  ; 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 
T'  increafe  our  gracious  fears, 


AND   iSvrriNG.  kr 

For  ever  let  the  archangels  voice 

Be  founding  in  our  ears, 

The  folemn  midniglit  cry, 

**  Ye  dead,  the  judge  is  come, 
"  Ar'fe,  and  meet  him  in  the  iky, 

"  And  meet  your  inilant  doom!" 

O  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  his  word. 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  found, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

O  may  we  thus  enmre 

A  lot  among  the  blell, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  fecurc 

An  everlafting  re  ft  ! 

HYMN     XIII.     L.  M. 

E  comes  !   he  comes  !   the  Judge  fevt-re  ; 
The  fcvcnth  trumpet  fpeaks  him  near, 
His  lightnings  flafh,  his  thunders  roll ; 
How  jj|el«ome  to  tlie  faithful  foul ! 

2  From  hcav*n  angelicj-oices  found, 
See  the  almighty  jNps  crown'd! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace. 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Defcending  on  his  azure  tlirone, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for' his  own  ; 
The  kingdoms  all  o'^ey  his  word. 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  laoi'd. 

4  Shout  all  the  people  of  the  fiiv,     ' 

'And  all  the  faints  of  the  M.vll  High  ;  I 

Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  'jbtaiu-)  j 

For  ever  and  for  ever  rcicrns.  .  ' 


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AWAKENING 

HYMN     XIV.     Epiuortb. 
O  !   he  comes  with  clouds  defcending. 


Once  for  favoiir'd  finners  (lain  1 
Thaufand  thoufand  faints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  with  man  to  reign. 

2  Ev*ry  eye  fhal!  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majefty  ; 
Thofe  who  ftt  at  nought  and  fold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  naii'd  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Mefiiah  fee. 

3  The  dear  tokens  of  his  paffion 

Still  his  dazzling  body  bears  ;      ^ 
Caufe  of  endlefs  exultation 
To  his  ranfom*d  worfhippers  ; 

With  wliat  rupture 
Gaze  we  on  thofe  glorious  fears  1 

4  Yea,  Amen  !   let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  pow'r  and  gloi"}'* 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  1 

Jab  !  Jehovah! 
Everlafting  God,  come  down. 

HYMN     XV.     rrYwpct  Um^. 

I        T)  LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

J3  The  gladly  folemn  found, 

Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remoteft  bound, 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 

Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 


AND    INVITING.  1 9 

Jefus  our  great  Hlgli  pricft, 

Hath  full  atonement  made; 
Ye  weary  fpirits  rclt, 

Yc  mournful  fouls  be  glad; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ranfcm'd  Tinners,  licme. 

Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfomM  fmners,  home. 

Ye  flavcs  of  fin  and  hell. 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwell. 
And  bleft  in  Jefus  live. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
R.eturn,  ye  ranfom'd  linners,  home. 

Ye  who  have  fold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shnll  have  it  back  unbought. 
The  gift  of  Jcfu's  love. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  hoinc. 

The  gofptl  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly, grace. 
And  fav'd  from  earth  appear 
Before  3''our  Saviour's  face. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come;  /^ 

Return,  ve  ranfom'd  fmners,  home. 


ao  AWAKFNING 

H  Y  Ivi  N     XVI.     C.  M. 


1  r-j-^  E  Pv  R  I  B  L  E  tnoiiglit  1  (hall  I  alone, 

h^     Who  may  be  fav'd,  Ihall  I, 
Of  ^a.]],  al?s!   WiKiin  1  have  known, 
TIiroup;h  fin  for  ever  die. 

2  While  all  rny  old  companions  dear, 

Vv'it|i..  Vvhum  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  atvGod's  riglit  hand  appear, 
A  bleiTing  to  recci\c, 

3  Sliall  I  amidil  a  gbaflly  band, 

Dragg'd  to  the  judgment-feat, 
Far  on  the  left,   with  horror  ftand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  While  they  enjoy  their  Saviour's  love, 

Muft  I  in  torments  dwell  ? 
And  howl  (while  they  fing  hymr.s  above) 
And  blow  the  frames  of  hell  ? 

-    Ahl   no;   I  aill  may  turn  and  live, 
;,     For  ill]!  his  v^rath  delays; 
wile  now  vouch(afes  a  kind  reprieve, 
•^::  And  offers  me  his  grace, 

6  1  w'M  acctpr  his  offers  now, 

Ptrioi:  :-:-K    r.a  vow, 

And  rcuo^i   i.i  ;i  i'liy  iicait. 

7  I  V\'in  improve  <what  I  receive, 

TiKf  gr;'.ce  tlirough  Jef-is  given  j 
Scire  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  heaven. 


AND     INVITIN'u.  21 

HYMN     XVII.     IVood'z. 

1  r-i-i  H  O  U  God  of  glorious  majefly, 

X        To  thee,  againil  myfclf,  to  thee, 

A  worm  of  earth,   I  cry; 
A  half-avvaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  hi.ir  of  endlefs  blifs  or  pain, 

A  iinntr  born  to  die  1 

2  Lo!   on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  feas  I  Hand 

Secure,  infenfiblej 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  fpace, 


Or  fhuts  me  up  in  htll. 


place, 


3  O  Gcd,    mine  innioft  foul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtfid  heart 

Eternal  things  impreis; 
Give  me  to  feel  theif,  foltmn  wcij-lit, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  oi:  fate, 

And  wake  to  rightc^ouincfc?. 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array, 
I'he  pomp  of  that  tremendouf,  (}i2iy^ 

V/hen  thou  with  clouds  flialt  come 
To  judi^e  the  nations  at  thv  bai' ; 
\u^\  tdl  me.   Lord,   (hall  I  be  there 
To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

^^    Z'j.  this  my  one  great  bus'ncfs  1  .     - 
With  fcrious  ir.duitr;,':  and  fea;-. 

Eternal  blifj^  t*  enfurc  ;  . 
Thii'.c  utmeft  counf-1  to  iv.V.v-, 
\nd  fuifcr  alb  thv  rio-hteous  \x'". 


22  Penitential* 

6  Therij   Saviour,  then  my  foul  receive^ 
Tr.mfpoited  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  fweetly  loft  in  fightj 
And  hope  in  full,  fupreme  delight, 

And  everlaftlng  love. 

— <-.«^«€|*^«^^'^'^<^>-> — • 
PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN     XVIII.     Mourner's. 

1  I  r'  ATHER  of  Lights,  from  whom  proceeds 
i      Whate'er  thy  ev'ry  cfeature  needs ; 
Whofe  goodnefs,  providently  nigh. 

Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry  ; 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare, 
Suggeft  and  hearken  to  my  pray'r. 

2  Siiice  by  thy  light  myfelf  1  fee 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  ; 
Thy  eyes  mull  all  my  thoughts  fui-vey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  fay  ; 
Thou  feeft  my  wants,  for  help  they  call. 
And  ere  I  fpeak  thou  know'it  them  all. 

3  Thou  know'ft  the  bafenefs  of  my  mind. 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  : 
Thou  know'it  how  unfubdu'd  my  will, 
Averfe  to  good,   and  prone  to  ill  j 

^I'hou  know'ft  how  wide  my  p.ifiions  rove, 
Nor  chcck'd  by  fear,   nor  charm'd  by  love. 

4  'F:iin  wcLi'd  I  know  a"  known  by  thee, 
Airdfee]  the  i;v.!igcnc^  I  fee; 

Fain  .would  I  nil  my  vilenefs  own. 
And  dcr-p  beneath  the  burden  groan  *. 


PENITENTIAL.  23 

Ablior  the  pride  that  Uirks  within, 
Deteft  and  loath  myfflf  and  fin. 
Ah  !   give  me,   Lord,  myfeh'  to  feel, 
My  total  mifery  reveal ; 
Ah  !   give  me,  Lord  (I  ftill  would  fay) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray  ; 
My  bufmefs  this,   my  only  care. 
My  life,  my  ev'ry  breath  be  pray'er. 
HYMN     XIX.     S.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  repent!       -i 
O  that  I  could  believe  ! 
Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent, 

The  rock  in  funder  c]«..ave  ! 

Thou  by  the  two-edg'd  fvvord. 

My  foul  and  fpirit  part. 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  llubborn  heait. 

Saviour,  and  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  double  grace  beftow, 
Unloofe  the  bands  of  wickednefs, 

And  let  the  captive  go  ; 

Grant  me  my  fins  to  feel. 

And  tlien  the  load  remove  ; 
AVound,  and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal. 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

For  thy  own  mercy's  fake 

The  curfed  thiiig  remove. 
And  into  thy  protection  take 

The  prifoner  of  thy  love  ; 

la  ev'ry  trying  hour 

Stand  by  n.y  leeble  fuui, 
\nd  fcreen  me  from  my  nature's  pow*r 

Till  thoii  hail  made  me  whole, 
C 


24  PENITENTIAL. 

4       This  is  thy  will,  I  know, 

That  I  (houid  holy  be. 
Should  let  my  fins  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  tnrn  to  thee : 

O  might  1  now  embrace 

Thy  all-fufficient  pow'r, 
And  never  more  to  lin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

HYMN     XX.      Cahm-y. 

ESU,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Call  b'lck  a  wandering  Oieep  ; 
Falfe  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

\¥Gnld  fain  like  Peter  weep  : 
Ia'l  me  be  by  grace  rellorM, 

On  me  be  all  long'-fufierlnjr'  fhown 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  Hone. 
Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart : 
Give  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.   Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  Hone. 
For  thine  own  compaflion's  fake. 

The  gracious  wonder  {how  ! 
Cad  my  fjns  behind  thy  back, 

And  walli  nie  white  as  fnow  : 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  (lirr'd, 

If  I  now  myfelf  bemoan, 
Turn,  and  look  apon  me.  Lord, 

And  bleak  m^'  heart  of  itone. 


PENITENTIAL.  2^ 

jL  See  me,  Saviour,   from  above> 

Nor  fuffer  m.e  to  die  ! 
Life,  and  happinefs,  and  love. 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  j 
Turn,  and  lock  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  ilonc. 

5  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  purfu'd 

The  (nil  apoftate  man, 
Saw  him  weltering  in  his  blood. 

And  bade  him  rife  again  ; 
Speak  my  paradife  reilor'd, 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me  Lcrd, 

And  break  my  heart  of  flone. 

6  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

AVas  clos'd  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father"    (at  the  point  to  die, 

My  Saviour  gafpM)  "  forgive  !" 
S;:rcly  with  that  dying  word. 

He  tui:ns  and  looks,  and  crits,  **  lis  d^A,-  ;' 
O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  break^ll  my  heart  of  ftonc. 

H  Y  M  N     XXL 


I 


E  T  the  world  llieir  beautitfs  boan.] 

_., Their  works  of  right'oufnefs  : 

1,  a  wretch,  undone  and  loft, 

Am  freely  favM  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  difclaim, 

-''i'.his,  c;.,ly  thi'j,  is  all  my  plecf, 
•  tl'e  cii'cf  of  fniners  am, 

13 ut  Jcfus  dy*d  for  me. 


26  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Happy  they  whofe  joys  abound 

Like  Jordan's  fwelling  ftream, 
Who  then'  heav'n  in  Chrift  have  found, 

And  give  the  praife  to  him  ; 
Let  them  triumph  in  his  name, 

Enjoy  their  full  felicity  ; 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

3  Bleft  are  they,  entirely  bleft, 

Who  can  in  him  rejoice. 
Lean  on  his  beloved  breaft, 

And  hcrr  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ; 
MeaneO  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  fteps  I  at  a  diflance  fee  j 
I  the  chiif  of  finners  am. 

But  Jefus  dy'd  for  me  ! 

4  Jefus,  thou  for  me  haft  dy'd. 

And  thou  in  me  fhalt  live  ; 
I  fiiall  feel  thy  death  apply'd, 

I  fhall  thy  life  receive  ; 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  thou  came, 

O  that  it  now  may  kindled  be  ! 
I  the  chief  of  finners  am, 

But  JeAis  dy'd  for  me  ! 

II  Y  M  N     XXII.     C.  M. 

1  "^  X  T  I T  H  glorious  clouds  encompaft  round 

V  V      Whom  angels  dimly  fee. 
Will  the  Unfearchable  found. 
Or  God  appear  to  me  ? 

2  Will  he  forfake  his  throne  above, 

Himfelf  to  worms  impart  ? 
Anfwer,  thou  Man  of  Grief  and  Love, 
And  fpeak  it  to  my  heart. 


PENITENTIAL.  2<f 

3  In  manifefted  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  defign. 
What  meant  the  fuffVing  Son  of  man  ? 
The  ftreaming  blood  divine  ? 

4  Didft  thou  not  In  our  flefh  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  may  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 

5  Come  then,  and  to  my  foul  reveal 

The  heights  and  depths  of  grace. 
The  wounds  ^vhich  all  my  forrov.'s  heal. 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith  confefsM, 

Stand  forth  a  flaughterM  Lamb ; 
And  wrap  me  in  thy  crimfon  vefl. 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  In  thy  pei-fon  fliovv, 

Jehovah  crucified ! 
And  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know. 
And  feel  the  blood  apply'd. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

Whom  angels  dimly  fee  ; 
And  gaze,  tranfported  at  the  fight, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     XXIIL*    Mourner*s. 

I    TESU,  if  dill  the  fame  thou  art, 
J     If  all  thy  promifes  are  fure. 
Set  up  thy  kingdom  In  my  heart, 

And  make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor: 
To  me  be  all  thy  treafures  giv'n, 
The  kingdom  of  an  inward  heav'n. 
C    2 


:i8  PENITENTIAL. 

3   Thou  hafl:  pronounc'd  the  mourners  bleft, 
And  lo  !   for  thee  I  ever  mourn  : 

I  cannot,  no,   I  will  not  reft, 
Till  thou  my  only  reft  return  ; 

Till  thou,  the  Prince  of  Peace,  appear, 

And  I  receive  the  Comforter. 

3  Where  is  the  bleffednefs  beftow'd 

On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  ? 
I  hunger  now,   I  thirft  for  God  ! 

See,  the  poor  fainting  fmner  fee, 
And  fatisfy  with  endlefs  peace, 
xA.nd  fill,  me  with  thy  right'oufnefs. 

4  Ah,  Lord  !    if  thou  art  in  that  figh, 

Then  hear  thyfelf  within  me  pray  ; 
Hear  in  my  heart  thy  Spirit's  cry, 

Mark  what  my  lab^ing  foul  would  fay  ; 
Anfvv'er  the  deep  unutter'd  groan. 
And  Ihev/  that  thou  and  I  are  one. 

5  Shine  on  thy  worlc,  difpcrfe  the  gloorp, 

Light  in  thy  light  I  then  ftiail  fee  ; 
Say  to  ray  foul,  *'  Thy  light  is  come, 

"  Glory  divine  is  ris'n  on  thee; 
"  Thy  warfare's  paft,  thy  mourn iug's  o^er  : 
*♦  Look  :?p,  for  thou  ftiait  vv'-ep  no  more." 

6  Lord,   I  believe  thy  promife  fure, 

Avid  truft  il\ou  v/ih  not  long  delay  ; 
Hungry,  and  forrovvful,  and  poor, 

Upon  thy  word  m^/felf  I  ft  ay  :    . 
Into  thine  hands  my  all  refgn, 
And  wait  till  i^U  thou  art  k  mine. 


.  P.ENITF.NTIAL.  2Q 

H  Y  M-N     XXIV.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  If  ftill  thou  art  to-day 
3     As  yeftei-day  the  fame, 
Prefent  to  heal,  in  me  difplay 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 

2  If  ftill  thou  go'ft  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good, 
On  me,  that  I  th.y  praife  may  ftie<v, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  fhovvM. 

3  Novr,  Lordj  to  whom  for  he-p  I  cnll, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pityisg  eye3  behold  me  f;iU 
A  leper  at  t'^.y  feet. 

4  Loathfome,  and  foul,  and  fcl^-n':hcr.' ^, 

I  fink  beneath  my  fin  ; 
But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  wcra 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean.        . 

5  Thou  feeft  me  deaf  to  tiiy  cbmnjands. 

Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear: 
Bid  me  llretch  out  my  withcr'-d  hande. 
And  lift  tlicm  up  in  pray'r. 

6  Silent  (alas  !   thou  know'ii  how  long) 

My  voice  I xannot  raife  ;  ^  ^ ^ 
But  O  !   when  ihcu  (halt  laO^e,  ray  t<t>»gii»^n 
The  dum.b  fhdll  fmg  thy  praifc. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  il ill  am  found  ; 

Give,  awd,  nn^fength  enlplrfy:?//" 
I-^^ht  as  a  hart,,!  then  jhaU,buu;K;, 
'the  liime  ^f\k^UQzp%^yy;::\ 

8  Blind  from  my  bi^'th  to  gniji   ..  ' 

•  And  dark  I  am  within  j 


30  PENITENTIAL. 

The  love  of  God  1  cannot  fee. 
The  finfuhiefs  of  fm. 

9  But  thou,  they  fay,  art  pafling  by, 

O  let  me  find  thee  near  ; 
Jefus,  In  mercy,  hear  my  ciy, 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear. 

10  Long  have  1  waited  in  the  way 

For  thee  the  heav'nly  light  ; 
Co!Rmand  me  to  be  brought,  and  fay, 
Sinner,  receive  thy  fight. 

HYMN     XXV.     Foundevy. 

1  T  E  S  U,  lover  of  my  foul, 
3     Let  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll. 

While  the  tempeft  ftill  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  ftorm  of  life  is  pall  i 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  foul  at  lail ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !   leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  fuppoii:  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trull:  on  thee  is  llay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring. 
Cover  my  defencelefs  head 

With  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  fick,  and  lead  the  blind  : 


PENITENTIAL.  3 

„   Jud  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 
I  am  all  unrlghteoufnefs  ; 
Falfe,  and  full  of  fin  I  am., 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  fm  ; 
Let  the  healing  llreams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art. 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rife  to  all  eternity. 

HYMN     XXVI.     Chapel 

1  /^   LOVE  divine,  how  fweet  thou  art  \ 
V^    When  fhall  I  find  my  wiUing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thlrft,   I  faint,   I  die  to  prove 
The  greatnefs  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Chrift  to  me  ! 

2  Stronger  his  lore  than  death  or  hell ; 
Its  riches  are  unfearchable  : 

The  firft  born  fons  of  light 
Dcfire  in  vain  its  depths  to  fee  ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  myfter)^. 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  heighi. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  : 
O  that  it  now  v/ere  flied  abroad 

In  this  poor  ftony  heart  ! 
For  love  I  figh,   for  love  1  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,   Lord,  be  mine.' 

Be  mine  this  better  part  ! 


32  PFNITENTIAL. 

i}.  O  Li.at  I  could  for  ever  fit 

With  Mary  at  the  Maftev's  feet  ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  : 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  blifs, 
My  joy,  my  heuv'n  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 

5    O  that  I  could,  vith  favour'd  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  brcaft  ! 
From  care  and  fin,  and  forrow  free. 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlafting  reft ! 

HYMN    XXVII.     S.  M. 

1  A    ^  •   ^vhtther  fliall  I  go, 

J.~\    Burden'd,  and  fick,  and  faint  ? 
To  whom  fhould  I  ray  trouble  fliov/, 

And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah  !   why  do  I  delay  ? 
lie  cells  the  weai-y  finner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  (lay. 

2  "wli?.t  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

Frr^m  which  I  cannot  part  ? 
Whicli  wi'l  not  let  my  Saviour  take 

PoiTeiTion  of  m.y  heart  ? 
o   !v;e  curled  thing  unknown 

Mu'l  furely  iurk  within  ; 
£(  vr:;   idoL   v/hich  I  will   not  own, 

1-^    ]:.:  k^ret,   bofom  fin. 

[tiV:,  the  liind'vance  (liov/, 

Whic:  "  ■ 


PExNITi-.NTIAL.  33 

::  let  mc  now  confcnt  to  know 

Wiiat  ke:;ps  mc  out  of  thee. 
Sc:v.-cher  of  hearts,  in  mine 
Thy  trying-  pow'r  difplay  : 
I;>to  its  darkcft  corners  fliine, 
And  take  the  veil  away. 
I  now  believe,  in  thee 
Compaflion  reigns  alone  ; 
According  to  my  faith,  to  ore 
O  let  it.  Lord,  be  done  ! 
In  me  Is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  would'ft  fain  remove  5 
P.cmove  it,  and  I  ihall  declare 
That  God  23  only  love. 

H  Y   M  N     XXVIIL      112//:.  Pfih::. 

AT  HER  of  Jefus  Chrift  the  jull. 
My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  thee. 
Pity  a  fold  that  fain  would  trull 

in  him  who  liv'd  and  dyM  for  mc  ; 
But  only  thou  can'ft  make  him  known. 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  fon. 
If,  drawn  by  thine  aiJuiing  grace. 

My  want  of  living  faith  I  feel. 
Show  me  in  Chrift  thy  fmiling  face. 

What  Hcih  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal ; 
Thy  co-eternal  Son  difplny, 
And  call  my  darknei's  into  d:;y. 
I'he  r-:tt  in.rpeakable  impart: 

Ccmmand  tr;c  light  of  faith  to  fiiine  : 
']^>  lliine  \i\  my  dark,  drooping  heart, 

A,id  illl  me  witli  the  lifs?' divine; 
■  ov:  bid  the  new  creation  he! 


34  PENITENTIAL. 

H   Y    M   N      XXIX.      P^ifton, 

1  /'^    JESUS  my  hope, 
\J    For  me  ofFer'd  up, 

Who  with  clamour  piirfuM  thee  to  Calvary's  top  : 

The  blood  thou  halt  (hed, 

For  me  let  it  plead, 
And  declare  thou  haft  dy'd  in  thy  murderer's  ftead. 

2  Now,  now  let  me  know 
Its  virtue  below  ; 

Let  it  waHi  me,  and  I  fhall  be  whiter  than  fnow. 

Let  it  hallow  my  heart, 

And  throughly  convert. 
And  make  me,  O  Lord,  in  the  world  as  thou  art. 

3  Each  moment  apply'd, 

My  weaknefs  to  hide,  j 

Thy  blood  be  upon  me,  and  always  abide  : 

My  advocate  prove 

With  the  Father  above, 
And  fpeak  me  at  laft  to  the  throne  of  thy  love. 

H  Y  M  N     XXX.      Shepherd  of  IJrael 

I  f~^  OME,  holy  celeftial  Dove, 
\._y  To  vifit  a  forrov/ful  breait, 
Wv  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  aifurance  and  reft  : 
Thou  only  haft  power  to  relieve 

A  fmner  o'erwhehn'd  with  his  locid  : 
The  fenfe  of  acceptance  to  give, 

And  frrinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood. 


PENITENTIAL.  _J  5 

With  me  if  orold  thou  haft  ftrovc, 

And  ftrangely  withheld  from  my  fin, 
And  try'd,  by  the  hir^;  of  thy  love, 

My  worthlefs  aiTe(^ions  to  win : 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive  : 

Thy  uttermoft  mercy  exert ; 
And  kindly  continue  to  ftrive, 

And  hold  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart. 
Thy  call,  if  I  ever  have  known, 

And  figh'd  from  myCelf  to  get  free, 
And  groan*d  the  unfpeakable  groaw, 

And  iong'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  ; 
Fulfil  the  imperfecl  defire, 

Thy  peace  to  my  confcience  i^eveal, 
The  feaie  of  thy  favour  infpire. 

And  give  me  ipy  pardon  to  feel. 
If  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief. 

And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 
Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 

x\nd  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'dt 
Moft  pityful  Spirit  of  grace, 

Relieve  me  again  and  reftore  : 
My  fpirit  in  hoiinefs  raife, 

To  fall  and -to  fuffer  no  more. 
If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  gafp  for  a  drop  of  thy  love ; 
If  Jefus  hath  bought  thee  v/ith  blood. 

For  m.e  to  receive  from  abo^'e  ; 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come. 

True  witnefs  of  mercy  divine, 
^nd  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  leal  me  eter  .i^'y  thm-^ ! 
D 


36  PENITENTIAL, 

HYMN    XXXI.     L.  M. 

1  Q  T  A  Y,  thou  infulted  Spirit,  ftay, 

0  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  fuch  defpite  ; 
Nor  caft  the  firmer  quite  away, 

.   Nor  take  thine  everlailing  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  moil  unfaithful  been, 

Of  ail  who  e'er  thy  grace  received. 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  feen, 
Ten  thoufand  times  thy  goodnefs  griev'd. 

3  Yet,  O  !   the  chief  of  fmners  fpare. 

In  honour  of  my  great  High-Prieft, 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  fwear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  reft, 

4  If  yet  thou  canfl  my  fins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  j 
Into  thy  reft  of  love  receive, 

And  blefs  me  with  the  calm  repofc. 

^  Fi'om  now  my  weary  foul  releafe, 

Up-raife  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfeCi  peace. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

H  Y  M  N     XXXII.     Carfs. 

EA.RY  of  Wand'ring  from  my  God^ 
And  now  made  v.'illing  to  returr, 

1  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod  : 

For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mcurn^ 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  fi-iiiid  before  the  throne  of  love* 


PENITENTIAL. 

2  O  Jcfiis  full  of  truth  and  grace  ; 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  fm, 
Yet  once  again  I  feck  thy  face, 

Open  tliine  arms,  and  take  me  in; 
And  freely  my  backflidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithlcfs  linner  Hill. 

3  -Thou  know'il  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  fpirit  to  reftore  ; 
O  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  fake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  Tm  no  more  ! 
The  ruins  of  my  foul  repair. 
And  make  my  heart  a  houfe  of  pray'r. 

4.  Ah  !   give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart. 
That  trembles  at  th'  approach  of  fini 
A  godly  fear  of  fin  impart; 

Impart  and  root  it  deep  within! 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  povv'r^ 
And  never  dare  t*  offend  thee  more. 

HYMN     XXXIII.      II(fi::}Jfc::. 

1  r-|-i  o  the  haven  of  thy  breafl, 

1.      O  Son  of  man,   I  fly. 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  refl. 

For  O  the  ftorm  is  high  ! 
Save  me  from  the  furious  blafr, 

A  covert  from  the  tempeil  be; 
.    Hide  me,  Jefirs,  till' o^'rpall 

The  ftorm  of  fin  I  fee. 

2  Welcome  as  the  witer-fpring 

To  a  dry  barren  place  : 
'^'  defccnd  on  fne,  and  bring 
The  fwcct-refrefliing  grace  ; 


38  PENITE?5TIAL. 

O'v^r  a  parch'd  and  v.'eary  land 

As  a  great  rock  extends  its  Hiade, 

Hide  me,   Saviour,  with  thine  hand, 
And  fcreen  my  naked  head. 

3  In  the  time  of  my  diftrefs 

Thou  haft  my  fiiccoiir  been  ^ 
In  my  utter  helpltflncjS 

Reilraining  me  fiom  fm: 
O  how  fwiftly  didil  thou  move 

To  filve  mc"  in  thb  trying  hour  I 
Still  prote^l  me  with  thy  love. 

And  fhidd  me  with  thy  pcw'r. 

4  FIril  and  laft,  in  me  perforrh 

The  work  thou  haft  begun  ; 
Be  my  flicker  from  the  .ftorm. 

My  fhadow  from  the  fun  : 
Let  me  hang  upon  my  God, 

Till  I  thy  perfedl  gloi*y  fee, 
Till  the  fprinkling  of  thy  blood 

Shall  fpeak  me  up  to  thee. 

K  Y  M  N    XXXIV.    L.  M. 

1  f^  THOU  that  hear'ft  when  finners  ery^ 
\J    Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie^ 
Behold  me  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Caft  out  and  banidi'd  from  thy  fight  i 


PENITENTIAL.  39 

Thy  faving  ftrenglh,  O  Lord,  rcdorc, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  it  ill  afTord  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  ihy  thron?, 
To  plead  the  m?rits  of  thy  Son. 

5  My  foul  lie^  hurabled  in  the  duft, 
And  o'vvns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juft  : 
Look  down,   O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave'theToulcondemnM  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  (halllearn  thy  fov'reign  g/ace  -,. 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood,  • 
And  they  fhall  praife  a  pard'ning  God. 

7  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue. 
Salvation  fliall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  faall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord,  my  ftrcngth  and  righteoufnefs. 

H  Y  M  N    XXXV.     C.  M. 

'i    ^T^  THAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
\_^    Who  did  the  world  redeem  ; 
Who  ^ave  hv6  life,  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceai'd  ih  hhrv. 

2  0  that  I  could  the  blefiing  prove, 

My  heart's  extreme  defirc  ; 
Tiive  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire. 

3  Jvff  rcy  I  afic  to  fcal  my  pe:icc, " 

That,  kept  by  mercy's  power, 

D    2 


4^^  PENITENTIAL. 

I  may  from  cv'iy  evil  ceafe, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more  ! 

4  Now,   it  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 
Ev'n  now  my 'fins  remove. 
And  fet  my  foul  at  liberty, 
By  thy  vidoi-ioiis  love. 

^   In  anfwer  to  ten  thoufgind  pray^fs, 
Th6u  paid'nlng  God,  'defcend  j 
Number  me  with  falvation's  heirs, 
My  fins  and  troubles  end. 

6  Nothing  I  afl^,  or  ^^ant  befide. 
Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven  ; 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  apply'd, 
And  live  and  die  forgiv'n. 

HYMN    XXXVI.    FcurJ.ry. 

t    yX  ROOFING  foul,  fhake  off  thy  fears; 
_1_J?    Fearful  foul,  be  ftrong,  be  bold  ;  • 
Tarry  till  the  Lord  appears. 

Never,  never  quit  thy  hold  : 
Murmur  rtot  at  his  delay, 

Dare  ;not  fet  thy  God  a  time, 
Caln-;ly  for  his  coming  ftay, 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him. 

2   Fainting  foul^  be  bold,  befj^ng,  £ 

Wait  the  leiiure  of  thy  Lcwi ;  ? 

Though  it  fcem  to  tarrv-  long. 

True  and  faithful  is  bis  v/ord  i 
On  his  word  my  foul  I  cad, 

(He  cannot  himfelf  deny)  ^ 

Surely  it  fiir-.H  fpeak  at  lall  ; 

It  fliall  fpc^k,  and  Mil  not  lie.- 


P  [i  N  r  T  E  N  T  I  .ft .  4  i- 

3  Ev'i-y-  ci:e  that  feeks  fhall  find  : 

Ev'ry  one  that  aiks  (hall  have  : 
Chriii,  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Willing,  able  »11  to  fave  : 
I  fiiall  his  falvation  fee, 

I  in  faith  on  Jefus  call, 
I  from  fin  fhall  be  fet  free, 

Perfedly  fet  free  from  all. 

4  Lord,   my  time  is  in  thine  hand, 

Weak  and  helpkfs  as  I  am. 
Surely  thou  can  ft  make  me  fland  ; 

I  believe  in  Jefu's  name  : 
Saviom-,  in  temptation  thou, 

Thou  hafl  fav'd  me  heretofore. 
Thou  from  fin  deft  fave  me  now ; 

Thou'fhalt  fave  me  evermore. 


HYMN    XXXVII.     C.  M. 


y\, 


JHY  (houid  the  children  of  a  king 
'       Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Gre?t  comforter  defcend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace  ! 

Doft.  thnu  not  dwell  in  all  thy  faints, 
And  fe<^.l  t^ie  heirs  of  heav'n  ! 

When  v«-i]t  iftou  banifh  my  complaints, 
Ai:d  ihevv  my  fins  forgiv'n? 

A^''5n:  v.v  confcience  cf  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood' :\. 
A^^d  bear  thy  witnefs  \v\t^:  niy  heart, 

'  ^"'  ^   "n:  br-ra  of  God; 


pr 


42  PENITENTIAL. 

4  Thou  art  tlie  earned  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
May  thy  bleil  wings,  celeftial  Dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home. 

HYMN    XXXVllI.     C.  M. 

1  1\ /TY  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  flccp  ye  fo  ! 
lYX    Awake,  my  fluggifh  foul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do  ; 

Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  ftrive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain. 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We  for  vv^liofe  fake  all  nature  (tands. 

And  (lars  their  courfeo  move  : 
We  for  whofe  guards,  the  angel-bands 

Come  flying  from  above. 

4  Vve  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down. 

And  laboured  for  our  goodj 
How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  fliall  we  live  fo  fluggiib  flill, 

And  never  3.&i  our  parts  ? 
Come,   Holy  dove,  from  th'  hcav'nly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  v.nth  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rcti^  fouls  to  rife, 
WJlIi  hands  of  foith,  and  wings  of  lore, 
To  lly  and  take  the  prize. 


J»KTrTION.  43 

PETITION.     . 

HYMN      XXXIX.      Jrne. 

1  T_T  APPY  foul,  that  free  from  harm??, 
JLjL    Refts  wltliln  his  Shepherd's  arms  5 
Who  his  quiet  (hall  moleil  ? 
Who  ftall  violate  his  reft  > 
Jefus  doth  his  fpirit  bear, 
Jefus  takes  his  ev'ry  care  ; 
He  who  found  the  wand'ring  fheep^ 
Jefus  rt-ill  deliglits  to  keep. 

2  O  that  I  might  fo  believe, 
Stcadfaftly  to  Jefus  cleave  ; 
On  his  only  love  rely^ 
Smile  at  the  deftroyer  nigh  j 
Free  from  fin  and  lervile  fear. 
Have  my  Jefus  ever  near ; 
All  his  care  rejoice  to  prove  ; 
All  his  paradife  of  lovq. 

^  JefuSj  feek  thy  viand'i-Ing  ffieep. 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep  j 
Take  OP.  thee  my  ev'ry  care  \^ 
Bear  me,  on  thy  bofom  bear ; 
Let  me  know  my  Shepherd''s  voice, 
McTL-  and  more  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive, 
Ever  in  thy  Spirit  live  ;" 

Live,  till  all  thy  life  I  know, 
Perfect  through  my  Lv)i"d  below  ; 
Gladly  then  from  earth  remove, 
Gathcr'd  to  the  fold  above  : 


44  PETITION. 

O  that  I  at  laft  may  ftand 
With  the  (heep  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Take  the  crown  fo  freely  giv'n  : 
Enter  in  by  thee  to  heaven. 

HYMN     XL.     Amfardanu 

J    "|\  /T  A  KE  R,   Saviour  of  nnankind, 
JLVx   Who  hail  on  me  beftow'd 
An  immortal  foul,  delign'd 

To  be  the  houfe  of  God  : 
Come,  and  now  refide  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove, 
Make  m€  juft,  and  good,  like  thee, 

And  full  of  pow'r  and  love. 

2  Bid  me  in  thy  image  rife, 

A  faint,  a  creature  new  ; 
True,  and  merciful,  and  wife, 

And  pure,  and  h^ppy  too. 
This  thy  primitive  defign. 

That  I  fliould  in  thee  be  bleft  : 
Should  within  thy  arms  divine 

For  ever,  efer  reft. 

■\   Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done  ; 

Fulfil  my  heart's  defire, 
Thee  to  know,  and  luve  alone. 

And  rife  in  raptures  higher  : 
Thee  defcending  dn  a  cloud 

When  with  ravifh'd  eves  I  fee  ; 
Then  fnall  I  be  fdPd  with  God 

To  all  eternity  ! 


PETITION.  45 

H  Y   ivi  N     XIJ.      Hamilton. 

GO  D  of  my  falvation  hear, 
And  hdp  me  to  believe  ; 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near. 

Thy  blelfing  to  receive  : 
Full  of  guilt,  alas  !   I  am, 
But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee  : 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotkfs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  filed  for  me. 
Standing  now  as  newly  flain, 

To  thee  I  lift. mine  eye. 
Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain. 

Thy  blood  is  always  nigh  : 
Now  as  yeftcrday,  the  fame 
Thou  art,  and  wilt  for  ever  be : 
Friend  of  fmners,  Tpotlefa  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  fiied  for  me. 
Nothing  have  I,  Lord,  to  pay, 

Nor  can  thy  grace  procure , 
Empty  fend  me  not  away. 

For  I,  thou  know'ft,  am  poor  ; 
Duft  and  afhes  is  my  name, 
My  all  is  fm  and  miferj' : 

Friend  of  fmners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Tliy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 
No  good  word,  or  work,  or  tjiought, 

Bring  I  to  buy  thy  gi-ace ; 
Pardon  I  accept  unbought, 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace  : 
Coming,  as  at  liril  I  came. 
To  take,  and  not  bellow  on  thee  ; 
Frr'pnd  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 


4^  PETITION. 

5       Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  fide 
I  never  will  depart. 
Here  will  I  my  fplrit  hide, 

When  I  am  pure  in  heart : 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim, 
This  only  fhall  be  all  my  plea, 
Friend  of  finners,  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  fhcd  for  me. 

HYMN     XLH.     C/jaJ>eL 

I    /^OME,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice, 
\_y    In  hope  that  I  (liall  hear  thy  voice. 

Shall  one  day  fee  my  God  ; 
Shall  ceafe  from  all  my  fin  and  ilrife. 
Handle  and  talte  the  word  of  life, 

And  feel  the  fprinkled  blood. 
:z   I  (hull  not  always  make  my  moan, 
Nur  worfhip  thee  a  God  unknown. 

But  I  fhall  live  to  prove 
Thy  peop-!t's  reti,  and  faints'  delight. 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth.,  and  height 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  Rejoicing  now  in  earnell  hope, 

I  Hand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

See  aH  the  land  below : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rife, 
And  ail  the  fniit  of  paradife 

In  endlefs  plenty  grow  : 

4  A  land  of  covn,  and  wine,  a^d  oil, 
Favoured  with  God's  peculiar  firiile, 

V^Tith  ev'ry  bk-ffing  bkll:  ; 
There  dv/ells  the  Lor^i,  our  rightc-O'-f/rf'^ 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perf-ct  i^e^ce, 

And  crerlailin'if  reil.' 


P.:TITION. 

5  O  that  I  might  at.cnce  go -up^ 
No  more  on  this  iide  Jordcri  llop, 

But  now  the  land  pofTefs  ; 
This  moment  tnd  my  legal  yearr. 
Sorrows,  and  iins,  and  doubts,  and  fears» 

An  howling  wilfiernelsl 

6  Now,  O  my  Joihua,  bring  mt;  in, 
Caft:  out  thy  iocs,  the  inbred  Tin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove  ; 
The  purchafe  of  thy  death  divide. 
And  O,  with  all  the  fanaify'd, 

Give  nae  a  lot  of  love  i 

H  Y  M  N      XLtn.      Brochner. 

1  /"^  Q  D  of  all  grace  and  rnqjefty, 
VJJ'    Supremely  great  and  gcod. 
If  I  have  mercy  found  wiUi  thee, 

Tiirough  the  atoning  blood  ; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give 

And  to  my  .pardon  join 
A  fear,  Xait  i  fhould  ever  grieve 

Thy  gjraciGus  Spirit  divine. 

2  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee, 

r.'Iay  I  cbcdient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abufe  ri-,y  liberty, 

Or  i;y  a2:air;rt  vhy  lov^  : 
Tiu3  cKoiccA  fruit  of  faitli  btilow 

On  a  p'./or-  fojourner  ; 
Anr  Iri  mt:  mfs  m^-  davs  belov/. 


;  FETlTfOH. 

Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  figJit, 

My  Ihid  obferver  fee  ; 
And  thou  by  rev'rent  love  units 

My  chiid-likc  heart  to  thee  : 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  paft, 

At  Jefu's  feet  abide  ; 
So  (hall  he  lift  rae  up  at  laft, 

And  feat  me  by  his  fide. 

HYMN    XtlV.     C.  M. 


1  T    WANT  a  principle  with Ih 
X    Of  jealous  godly  fear, 

A  fer-fibiiity  of  fin,,  . 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near, 

2  That  I  from  thee  no  more  Riay  p?»rt, 

No  more  thy  goodnefs  grieved. 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleftily  heart, 
The  tender  confcience  give. 

3  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  ir.y  confcience  make-; 
Awake  my  foul  when  fin  is  nigh. 
And  keep  it  illll  awake. 

4  If  to  the  nVht  or  left  I  ilray. 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove  : 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 

For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

5  O  may  the  leaft  omiHion  pain 

My  wcll-inllruaed  foul, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again. 
Which  jr>akcG  thiS  woi^nded  wlicV. 


PETITION. 
K   Y   M  N      XLV.      Nor-j:l:b. 

1  l\/rY  Godj  my  life,  my  love, 
JLVX    To  thee,  to  thee  I  caii ;     • 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove. 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  (hining  grace  can  cheer 
Th's  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 

'Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here. 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  fmilings  cf  thy  face  ^  • 

How  amiable  th fey  are! 
'Tis  heav'.i't'9  reft  \t\  tiiine  prtibracc, 
Aij'J  no  where  elfc  but  th^re. 

To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  Owe  their  bllfs ; 

They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne. 
And  dwell  where  Jefus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  d  hcav'nly  place  ; 
If  God  his  residence  remove. 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6-  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  {]<y. 
Can  one  delight  aiFord  ; 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  prtfence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  fca  of  love, 

Where  all  my  ph^afares  roll ; 
The  circle  where  my  paHioris  move. 
And  centre  of  my  foul. 


AJ 


8   To  tliee  my  fplrits  iy--- 
With  Infinite  defire  : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I- lie  I 
Dear  Jefus,  rai'fe  me  higher. 

H  y  Vi  N     XLVI. 

1  If  E SITS,  come,  thou  hope  of  glor}', 
^P     Purify  me,  tiiat  I 

May  with  faints  adore  thee. 

2  Big  with  earn  eft  cxpetlatJon, 

Still  I  fet  at  thy  feet, 
Longing  for  falvation. 

3  My  poor  heart  vouchfafe  to  dw^cll  in, 

ivlakeme  thine,   Love  divine, 
By  thy  Spirit's  fealing. 

4  Thou  haft  laid  the  fure  foundation 

Of  my  hope,  build  me  up  ; 
Finifti  thy  creation. 
•■;   From  this  inbred  fm  deliver: 
Let  the  yoke  now  be  broke. 
Make  me  thine  for  ever. 

6  Partner  of  thyperfeCt  nature, 

Let  me  be,  now  in  thee, 
A  new  fpotlefs  creature. 

7  Perfeft  when  I  v^'alk  before  thee, 

Sc'on  oblate,  then  tranftat^; 
To  the  realms  of  glory. 

HYMN    XLVII.    L.  M. 

Thirft,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wafh  me  in  thy  cleanfing  blood  ; 
i'o  dwell  within  thy  w^junds ;  then  pair* 
[.i  f^.veet,  and  I'fe  or  death  is  gain. 


J  Take  my  poor  heartpfc'*ud  let  it  be     , 
For  ever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee  1 
Seal  thou  my  breaft,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

How  btefl:  are  they  who  ftlll  abide 
Ciofe  Ihelter'd  in  thy  bleeding  fide ! 
Who  life  and  llrength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  fin  and  death, 
Till  thou  tby  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  : 
Thou  giv'ft  tihe  pow'r  thy  grace  to  move, 
O  wond'rous  grace  !    O  boundlefs  love  1 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  fhould'K  us  to  gloiy  bring  ; 
Make  (laves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown  ? 

.6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erilow. 
Our  Words  are  loft,  nor  will  we  know. 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  befide, 
*'  My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd." 

7  Ah !   Lord,  enlarge  our  fcanty  thought. 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  haft  wrought ; 
Unloofe  our  ftamm'ring  tongues  to  tell . 
Thy  love  immeofe,  unfearchable  ! 

$  Firft  born  of  many  brethren  thou. 
To  thee,  lo  !   all  our  fouls  we  bow  : 
To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give';    '  ^ 
Thine  mav  we  die,  thine  may  we  livv. 
E  2 


52  PETITION. 

HYMN     XLVIIl.     Irene. 

T    O  AVIOUR  !  the  world's  and  mine, 
O    Was  ever  grief  like  thine  ? 
Thou  my  pain,  my  curfe  hall  took, 

All  my  fins  were  laid  on  thee ; 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

Draw  me.  Saviour,  after  thee. 

2  To  love  is  all  my  wifli, 

I  only  live  for  this, 
Grant  me.  Lord,  my  heart's  defire, 

There  by  faith  for  e'er  to  dwell : 
This  1  always  will  require, 

Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

3  Thy  pow'r  I  pant  to  prove, 

Rooted  and  fix'd  in  love  : 
Strengthened  by  thy  Spirit's  might, 

Wife  to  fathom  things  divine, 
What  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 

What  the  depth  of  love  like  thine. 

4  Ah  !   give  me  this  to  know, 

With  all  thy  faints  below ; 
Swells  my  foul  to  compafs  thee ; 

Gafps  in  thee  to  live  and  move  ; 
Fill'd  with  all  the  Deity, 

All  immers'd  and  lofi.  in  }ove  ! 

HYMN    XLIX.     C.  M. 

I     TESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
J     Thy  blefling  we  implore. 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great,  effedual  door. 


PETITION.  53 

Gather  the  oiitcafts  in,  and  fave 

From  fin  and  Satan's  pow'r  ! 
And  kt  them  now  acceptance  have. 

And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  fouls,  thou  know'fl:  to  prize 

What  thou  hail  bought  fo  dear : 
Come  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear ! 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confefl 

The  fufF'ring  Son  of  God  ; 
And  let  them  fee  thee  in  thy  vefl 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood. 

5  The  ilony  from  thtir  hearts  remove. 

Thou,  who  for  all  hafl  dy'd  ; 
Shew  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  fide^ 

6  Thy  feet  were  nail'd  to  yonder  tree. 

To  trample  down  their  fm  : 
Thy  hands  they  all  flretch*d  out  may  fee, 
To  take  thy  murd'rers  in. 

7  Thy  fide  an  open  fountain  is, 

Where  all  may  freely  go. 
And  drink  the  living  flreams  of  blifs, 
And  wafh  them  white  as  fnow. 

8  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply. 

And  prove  the  record  true  ; 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  fmners  cry, 
"  I  fufFer'd  this  for  you  1" 


54  PETITION. 

HYMN    L.    CM. 

V^    Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  flielter  from  the  ftormy  blaft. 
And  our  eternal  honve. 

1  Under  the  fhadow  of  thy  throne 
Still  may  we  dwell  fecure ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  fare. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  ftood. 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame. 
From  everlafling  thou  art  God, 
To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 

4  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight 

Arc  like  ^n  ev'ning  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rifing  fun. 

The  bufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood. 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  loft  in  following  years. 

Time  like  an  ever- rolling  ftream, 

Bears  all  its  fons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

O  God  !   cur  help  in  ages  paft. 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come  : 

Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  fhall  iaft. 
And  our  perpetual  home. 


■c 


PETITION.  rr 

H  Y  M  N     LI.      K:'w.-:;far'^  day. 

OME  Itt  ns  anew 
Our  jotrrney  purfue, 
RoU  round  with  the  year. 
And  never  ftand  ilill  till  the  mafler  appear  I 
His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talent 3  Improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  as  a  dr^ain. 
Our  time  as  a  ftrjam 

Gliiles  fvviftly  away, 
And  th  :  fugitive  moment  refufes  to  Hay  : 
The  arrow  is  flown. 
The  moment  is  gone; 
The  mlllenial  year 
Rufhes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming  may  fay, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  finifii'd  the  work  thou  didil  give  nir  to  do." 
O  that  each  from  his  Lord 
Mav  receive  the  triad  word, 
*'  Weil  and  faithfully  done  1 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  fit  down  on  my  throne.'* 

K  Y  M  N     LIL      23^  Pfalm. 

I    y     EADER  of  faithful  fouh,  and  guide 
i   J    Of  2II  that  travel  to  the  fky. 
Come  and  with  us,  ev^i  us  abide. 
Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  oar  fpirits  (lay. 
While  h;:ld  in  life's  luieven  way. 


r6  PETITION. 

2  Strangers  and  pil^-rims  here  below. 

This  earth  we  know  is  not  cur  place> 
And  haften  tlirough  the  vale  of  woej 

And  reliefs  to  beheld  thy  face. 
Swift  to  our  heavenly  country  more^ 
Our  cverlalling  home  above. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  hciT, 

But  feek  a  cir)-  out  of  fight  ; 
Thither  our  fteady  courfe  we  fteer, 

Afpiring  to  the  plains  of  light, 
Jcrufalem,  the  faints'  abode, 
Whofe  founder  is  tris  living  God. 

4  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run. 

This  weary  world  we  caft  behind. 
From  ftrength  to  ftreugth  we  travel  oil,. 

The  new  Jerufalem  to  find  : 
Our  labour  this,  our  opiy  aim. 
To  iind  the  new  Jerm^.lem. 

J   ThrD'  thee,  who  all  bur  fins  haft  borncj 
Freely  and  gracicaily  forgiv'n, 
Vv^ith  fong3  to  Zion  we  return. 

Contending  for  our  native  heav'n  ; 
That  palace  Of  our  glorious  King,  . 
We  find  it  nearer  while  v*'e  ling. 

6  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  Vrio.  divine> 

We  urge  our  way  with  ilrength  rcnewM ; 
The  chureh  of  the  firli-born  to  join, 
To  tr?,Vi^I  to  the  mount  of  God  ; 
With  joy  Lpon  our  heads  to  rif^, 
fA.rid  meet  «ur  Saviour  in  the  fkies. 


PETITION.  57 

HYMN        LIII.         Kinnsr:n,,d. 

I    O'ON  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace 
lij   Again  hatli  rais'd  me  up, 
Call'd  me  fciil  to  leek  tliy  face, 

And  giv'n  mc  back  my  hope  j 
Stili  thy  timely  help  afford. 

And  all  thy  loving  kindnefs  fbcvv  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 
By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  {land 

In  fore  temptation's  hour! 
Save  me  with  thine  out-ilretchM  hand, 

x\nd  Ihew  forth  all  thy  pow'r  : 
O  be  mindful  of  tiiy  word. 

Thy  all-lufiicient  grace  beftow  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 
Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  ♦fear, 

And  fix  it  ijTi'  ray  lieart. 
That  1  may  from  evil  near. 

With  fpeedy  care  depart  : 
Sin  be  more  than  htll  abhorred. 

Till  thou  dcftroy  the  tyrant  foe  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracicv.s  Lcrd^ 

And  never  let  me  ^q. 
Never  let  mk  leave  thy  hrcaf:, 

From  thee,  my  Saviour,  ilray  ; 
Thou  art  my  fupport  and  reii. 

My  tru*;:  attid  living  way  : ' 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

in  lieav'n  above,  and  earlh  below  : 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gvaciciis  Lord. 

A:id  never  let  r.i'.:  jro. 


-p  rETITION. 

H  Y  M  N    LIV.     ICtags'WDoJ. 

2    'IT     OP^D!   anj  is  lliine  ajiger  gone  I 
_1^^    And  art  thou  pacify *d? 
After  all  that  i  have  dene, 
Doll  thou  no  loncrer  chide  ? 

o 

Infinite  thy  mercies  are  ; 

Beneath  the  weight  I  cannot  move: 
O  'tis  mere  than  i  can  bear. 

The  fenfe  of  pard'rjing  love  ! 

2  Let  it  flill  my  heart  coniirain. 

And  all  my  paffions  fvvay  ; 
Keep  mc,  left  I  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way  ; 
Force  my  violence  to  be  itiil. 

And  captivate  my  every  thought ; 
Charm,  and  melt,  and  change  my  will, 

And  bring  me  down  to  nought. 

3  If  I  have  begun  c  ee  mere 

Thy  fweet  return  to  feel ; 
If  even  now  I  iivai  thy  powV 

Prefent  my  fori  to  heal ; 
.Still  and  quiet  may  I  lie, 

Nor  llruggle  out  of  thine  embrace  j 
Never  more  refift,  or  fly 

From  thy  purfuing  grace. 

4  To  the  crofs,  thine  altar,  bind 

Me  with  the  cords  of  love  : 
Freedom  let  me  never  find 

From  my  dear  Lord  to  move  ; 
That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  mtich  lov'd  mailer  part, 
To  the  polls  of  mercy's  door, 

O  nail  my  willing  heart. 


PETITION,  $9 

^  See  my  utter  helpIefToefo, 

And  leave  me  not  alone, 
O  preferve  In  perfefl  peace, 

And  feal  me  for  thine  own  ! 
More  and  more  thyfelf  reveal, 

Thy  prefence  let  me  always  fitid : 
Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  hesl, 

My  feeble,  fm-fick  mind. 

5  As  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

Thy  weakeil  fervant  keep  ; 
Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep  : 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow. 

That  I  have  an  hope  of  heav'n  ;  • 
Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I  have  much  forgI*^*D. 

HYMN     LV.     Birmingham. 

1  ^  r  ^  HEE  will  I  love,  my  ftrength,  my  tow'r, 

X     Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown. 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  pow'r. 
In  all  my  works,  and  thee  alone. 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  foul  with  eliafte  defire. 

2  Ah  !   why  did  I  fo  late  thee  know. 

Thee,  lovelier  than  the  fons  of  men  ! 
Ah  !   why  did  I  no  fooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  eafe  in  pain  ? 
Afliam'd  I  figh  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  fo  late  to  thee  did  turn* 

!  3  In  darknefs  willingly  1  itray'd ; 

I  fought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rovM  ; 
F 


C  C^  PETITION. 

Far  wide  niy  vvand'ring  thoughts  wc^re  fpread 

Thy  ci-e3ture3  more  than  thev:  I  ipvM  ; 
And  now  if  rn*ore  at  length '  I  fee, 
'Tis  thro*  thj  liVlit,  and  comes  from  thcc. 

4  I  thank  ti7eG,;>, uncreated  Sih>j 

That  thy^briglvt  beams  on' nit  Jiiv:  fliir/d 
I  thank  the€,  who  hall  oVertnMvY.n 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind  ; 
I  thank  thee,  whofe  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in   thee  rejoice, 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  fuffer  me  again  to  ftray  ; 
Strengthen  my,  feet  with  fteady  pace. 

Still  to  prefs  forward  in  the  way  ; 
My  foul  and  flefh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Filj,  fatiate  with  thy  heav'nly  ligLt. 

H  Y  M  N     LVI.     C.  M. 

1  TNFINITE,  unexhauftedlovei 
Jl    Jcfus  afid  love  are  on^  ;  ^ 
If  ftill  to  miC  thy  bowels  move. 

They  are  rellrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  fliall  I  do  m.y  God  to  love  - 

My  loving  God  to  praife  ?         ;  .•    ' 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  h^igfet  to  prove 
And  dept|a  of  lov'reign  grace'? 

3  Thy  fov-'^elgn  grace  to  all  extends, 

Immenftf  and  unconHn'd  ;    '      . 
From  age  to  age  it  never  end??, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

4  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  know;i, 

Wide  as  infinity  j 


FKTITION. 

So  wide  it  never  pnfs'd  by  .one, 
Or  it  had  palVd  by  me. 

My  trefpafs  was  grown  up  to  htav'n  ; 

But /ar  above  the  JAica, 
l;i  Chriil  abundantly  forgiv'tt, 

I  fee  thy  mercies  rile  !'  '^  -    -  •  ■ 

Ti  u  O'f  ptb  6f .  all-redeeming  "love, 

'V!li&t  nng'cl-t'ongue  cah  teil  ? 
O  may  1  tathe  utmoft  prove 

The  i^Jft  imfpealcable  ! 

C'.-me  qu-i^ldy,  gracious  Lrord,  and:  take 
PjiTeiTion  of  thine  own  I    ;     : 

Ivly  lijngipg  heart  voiicl»faFe  ta  make 
Thine  cvcriafting  throne  i  ..  ..,  . 

AiTert  t()y  claim,  maintain- thy  nghty 

Connie  quickly  from  above  ; 
iVnd  fink  me  to  perfection's  height, 

The  depth'  of  hunfible  love. 

H  TM  N    LVIT.     Zion. 

1  ALL  glory  to  God  in  the  fky, 
Jr\.  An^.  peace  upon  earth  be  rellor'd  ; 
G  Jci'i!3,  txaited  on  high, 

r^ppear  our  omnipotent  Lord  ! 
Who,   meanly  in  Bcthleiienr.  born, 

Didft  (tooj^.toreaeeOTJa  loft  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures,  return, 

And  reiga  iii  thy  kingdom  c^  |Ji'^<^« 

2  Whfn  thou  in  onr  flefn  did  ft  appear, 

AH  riatiiu-e  acknowkdg'd  thy  birth  ; 
Arofe  the;  acceptable  year,  •, 

And  heiii^en  was  open'd  on  earth : 


02  PETITION.  I 

Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 

The  world  was  united  to  bleis 
Tiie  Giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  Peace. 

3  O  wouldft  thou  again  be  made  known, 

Again  in  the  S;;irlt  deiccnd, 
And  fet  up  in  each  of  thine  own,      .  _  • 

A  kingdom  that  never  {hd\l  end.     / 
Thou  only  art  able  to  blefs,  ^^^ 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 
And  bid  the  dire  enmity  ccafe, 

And  bovv  the  whole  world  to  thy  fway. 

4  Come  then  to  thy  fervants  again, 

Who  long  thy  appearance  to  know  j 
Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign, 

In  mercy  eftabliili  below  ; 
All  forrow  before  thee  fhall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er, 
And  envy  and  malice  fhall  die. 

And  difcord  afflid  us  ro  more. 
5  No  horrid  alarum  of  war 

Shall  break  our  eternal  repofe  ; 
No  found  of  the  trumpet  is  there. 

Where  Jefus's  Spirit  overflows  : 
Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace. 

We  all  fl-iall  in  amjt^ViJpm, 
And  kindly-each  ^et'etiTljfatei' 

And  love  with  a  pafiion  like  thine. 

HYMN    LVIII.     C.  M. 
J    I^OME,  Father,   Son,  and  Holy  GhoU, 
V_y    One  God  in  perfons  three. 
Bring  back  the  he^iv'nly  blefiir.g  loft 
By  ail  mankind  and  me. 


PETITION.  63 

2  Thy  favoui-,  and  thy  ija':iirc  to.o. 

To  me,  to  all  ireilore  ; 
Forgive,  and  after  Gpd  renew. 
And  keep  rne  everrupre. 

3  Eternal  San  of  Righteoufr.^fs, 

Difplay  thy  bearris  divine, 
And.caufe  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
Upon  my  heart  to  fliine. 
4.  Light  in  thy  hghr,   O  may  I  fee, 
Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  and  bleft  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love  1 
J   Lift  up  thy  countenance  ferene,  • 
And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,   without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconcil'd  1 
6  That  all-comprifing  peace  beftow 
On  rae  through  grace  forgiv'n  ; 
Tae  joys  pf  holinefs  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heav'n  ! 

HYMN     LIX.     Amjierdam. 

1  r^  ALMIGHTY  God  of  love! 
V_^    Thy  holy  arni  diiplay, 

ScT.d  me  iuccour  from  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day  ; 
Arm   my  \^»eakpefs  with  thy  pPw'r, 

Wodnan's  feed  appear  within  ! 
Be  n>y  fafeguard  aq^  my  towV, 

Againft-  tfae  face  of  fin. 

2  Rock  of  my  filvaUon,  haijle. 
Extend  thy  a?ipJe  ihadcj 

F  2 


dl  PETITION. 

Let  it  over  me  be  caft, 

And  fcreen  my  naked  head  : 

Save  me  from  the  trying  hour  ; 
Thou  my  fure  proteclion  be  : 

Sheher  rne  from  Satan's  power, 
Till  I  am  fix'd  on  thee. 

5   Set  upon  thyfelf  my  feet, 

And  make  me  furely  ftand  ; 
From  temptations'  rage  and  heat 

Cover  me  with  thine  hand ; 
Let  me  in  the  cleft  be  plac'd  ; 

Never  from  my  fence  remove  : 
In  thine  arms  of  love  embraced, 

Of  everlafting  love. 

HYMN    LX.     L.  M. 

1  ^^OME,  Saviour,  Jefu,  from  above  ! 
V_y  Aflift  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  ,of  earthly  love, 

And  for  thyfelf  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  facred  prefcnce  fill. 
And  iet  my  longing  fpirit  ifQC  \    ■     ^ 


Vvhich  pants  to  have  no  ether. twilL 


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But  night  and  day  to.  feail  on  tnec. 

5  While  in  this  region, here  below. 
No  other  good  v/ill  I  puriii,?  j. 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  uoifr  aji^  /^low,, 
W.'th  all  itS;giiltei''ng  fnarics,  adieu, 

4  That  path  with  humble  fpecd  I'll  feck. 
In  which  my  Saviour's  foctiteps  ihine  ; 
Nor  will  I  hearj  nor  will  I  fpcak 
Of  anv  other  love  but  thine. 


PETITION. 


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5  Hcncefoi  th  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  ccnficrated  fou^  : 
Poffefs  it  thou  who  haft  the  right, 
As  Lord  aad  maflcr  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  dtlire, 

Bat  thy  pure  love  within  my  brcafl  ; 
This,  only  this,   vvill  1  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  reft. 

H  Y  M  N     LXI.     PalnVs, 

H  E  praying  fpirit  breathe,    • 
'The  watching  pow'r  impart ; 
From  all  entringlem.ents  beneath 

Call  off  my  pet  ccfal  heart  ; 
My  feeble  mind  fuftain, 

By  v.orldiy  thoughts  oppreft ; 
Appear  and  bid  me  turn  agai.i 
To  my  eternal  reft. 

2   Swift  to  vay  refcue  come, 

Thy  own  this  moment  fc:..; 
Gather  my  wandering  fp-.i:  he::  r,, 

And  keep  in'perfetl  peac;  • 
Sufai'd  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  i.Il  the  earth  abroad 
Arrcfl  the  prisoner  of  thy  lo-/c> 

And  ftiut  rr.e  up  in  God. 

H  Y  M  N    LXII.     I^rod's,,^  . 

1    (J  KEPKERP  divine,  our  \-:<-^rA$  r-Al:- 
k3    i-n  this  our  evil  d.jy  j 
To  all  thy  ten->pted  luU'wers  give 
The  pov/'r  tG  w.itch  ar.-J  rr^v. 


66  Fetition. 

2  Long  as  our  fi'ry  trials  iafl^, 

Long  as  the  crofs  we  bear, 
O  let  our  fouls  on  thee  be  call 
In  never-ceafing  pray'r  ! 

3  The  fpirit  of  interceding  grace 

Gh-L  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 
To  wreflle  till  we  fee  thy  face. 
And  kno>y  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfeft  love  impart, 
'        Till  thou  thyfelf  beftow, 

Be  this  the  cry  of  evr'y  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  w'll  not  let  thee  go,  unlefs 

Thou  tell  thy  narne  to  me, 

"With  all  thy  great  falvatio.n  bleis, 

And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain  top, 

Behold  thy  open  face, 
"Where  faith  in  fight  is  fwallow'd  up, 
And  pray'r  in  endlefs  praife. 

HYMN    LXIIL     Olmy. 
ESU,  my  flrength,,  V^y  hope, 
On  thee  I  caft  my  caV^P> 
With  humble  con-idence  \opll  vp. 

And  know  tho,u  hear'ft  piy  pray 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait/ 

Till  I  can  aU  things  ^■o, 
On  thee,  atmighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  rcriew.   '   "■     - 

I   want  a  fobcr  mind, 
A  felf-renouncing  will, 


J 


PETITIO^J^'  <^7 


That  tramples  down,  and  cafts  b^Llnd, 
The  baits  of  plcahng  ill : 
A  foul  inurM  to  pain, 

To  hardfliip,  grief,  and  lofs ; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  fuftain, 
The  confecrated  crofs. 

I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  difcerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  fin  is  ncarj 
And  fees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  fpirit  dill  prepared, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  cai*e, 
For  ever  (landing  on  its  guard. 
And  watching  unto  pray'r* 

I  want  a  heart  to  pray, 
To  pray  and  never  ceafe, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  ftay, 
Or  wifli  my  fufF'rings  lefs. 
This  bkfling  above  all — 
Always  to  pray  I  want. 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call. 
And  never,  never  faint. 

I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  fingle,  fteady  aim, 
UnmovM  by  threat'ning  or  reward. 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name : 
A  Jealous,  jgft  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praife  ; 
A  pure  defire  that  all  may  learn, 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  refl  upon  thy  word  : 
The  promifc  is  for  mc  : 


^8  ■      .^ETITION. 

My  inccoTr  antrfalvation,   Lord, 
Shall  furely  cotDC  from  thee, 

But  letl  me  (till  abi.dej^^ 

Nor  irom  my  hope  rernovc, 

Till  thoo  my  patient  fpirit  gfo? 
Into  thy  perftdl  love. 

H  Y  M  N     LXIV.     JVaod^. 

1  T  "YELP,  Lord,  to  whopi  for  help  I  fir, 
1.  X    And  ftjll  my  t.nn'pte4.Joul{tand  by' 

Thrcughout  the  evil  day  ; 
The  facred  watchfulncfs  import,' 
And  keep  the  iiTues  of  my  heart, 

And  ilir  nie  up  to  pray. 

2  My  foul  with  thy  ^'hole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approaqh  of  fm  alarm, 

And  Ihew  the  danger  near  ; 
Surround,  fuflaiD,  and  ftrengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealoufy. 

And  fan6tlfying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  carelefs  hands  hang  down, 
O  let  me  fee  thy  gathering  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  ; 
And  ftarting  cry,  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,   Jefus,  or  I  yield,   I  fmk  1 

O  fave  me,  or  1  die  ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  rafnly  ftray, 
Before  I  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  convidlion  dart  ; 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying,  look. 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 


PETITIoMpPI  69 

5;   In  me  thine  utmoft  mercy  fhow, 
And  make  me  like  thyfelf  belou', 

Unblamable  in  grace ; 
Ready  prcpar'd  -and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holineis  t*  appear 

Before  thy  gloriotis  face. 

H  Y  M  N    LXV.     Lv  M. 

1  TESU,  my  Saviour,   Brother,   Friend, 
J     On  whom  I  caft  afy  every  care, 

On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Infpire,  and  then  accept  my  pray'r,  • 

2  If  I  have  tailed  of  thy  grace. 

The  grace  that  fure  falvatiilh  brings ; 
If  with  m.e  now  thy  Spirit  •ilaj'S,'* 

And  hov'ring,  hides  me  in  his  wings ; 

3  St'll  let  him  with  my  weaknefs  ftay. 

Nor  for  a  moment's  fpace  depart ;  . 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart, 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  ftray. 

His  vci,ce  behind  me  may  I  liear, 
"  Return,  and  walk  in  Chrill  thy  way, 
*'  Fly  back  to  Chrift,  for  fm  is  near.'' 

5  His  facred  undlion  from  above 

Be  fliil  my  comforter  and  gaide  ; 
Till  all  the  itoiiy  he  remove, 

i\nd  ia  itiv  leving  heart  rclide.   . 

6  Jefiis,   I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 

From  n?itm-e's  ev'ry  path  rcti-eat  : 
Thou  art  m^Way,  my  leader  be, 
And  fc-';  -.-.rnn  the  rock  mv  fcer. 


7   Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  I 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
Ouly  by  faith  in  thee  I  ftand. 

H  y  LI  N     LXVI.     S.  M. 

1  A     CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  ; 
Jl\   a  God  to  glorify; 

A  never-dying  foul  to  fave, 

And  fit  it  for  the  f]<y  ; 
To  ferve  the  prefer t  age,- 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
O  may  it  all  my  pow'rs  engage 

To  do  my  Mailer's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  fight  to  live  ; 
And  O  thy  fervant.   Lord,  prepare 

A  iiridi  account  to  give  : 
Kelp  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyfelf  rely  ; 
Allur'd,   if  I  my  trufl  betray, 

I  fliall  for  ever  die. 

HYMN     LXVII.     Sno'wfitWz. 

I    X)  E  it  my  only  wifdom  here, 

JD   To  ferve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  fenfe  may  I  difplay, 
By  fliunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  m  the  good. 


?ETI  TION. 

O  may  I  iIlU  from  fin  depart ; 
A  v/Ife  and  underftanding  heart, 

Jefus,  to  me  be  giv'n  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heav'n. 

HYMN  '^LXVIII.     Lamp-'i. 

GO  D  of  almighty  love, 
By  whofe  fufficient  grace 
1  lift  rtiy  heart  to  things  above. 
And  humbly  feek  thy  face  ; 
Thro'  Jefus  Chrifl  the  juil:, 
My  faint  defire  receive, 
And  let  rrie  in  thy  goodnefs 
And  to  tliy  glory  live. 

VVhate'er  I  fay  or  do, 
Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  off'rings  all  be  offer'd  through 
The  ever-blefled  name. 
Jefu,  my  fingle  eye 
?  Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone  ; 

Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earih,  on  high 
Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

\        Spirit  of  faith,  infpire 

My  confecrated  heart ; 
Fill  me  with  pure  celeflial  fire, 
V/ith  all  thou  hail  and  art  ; 
My  feeble  mind  transform, 
And  p<;rfeci:ly  renew'd, 
iato  a  flint  t>:alt  a  worm  : 
A  worni  exalt  to  God  ! 
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V     PliTITION. 

H  T  M  N     LXIX.     Lamp's. 

"''  H  E  thing  my  Gpd  doth  hiitc, 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create,, 
And  all  m.y  foul  renew  : 
My  foul  fnali  then  like'thine. 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  fan6tify'd  by  love  divine. 
For  ever  ceafe  from  fm. 

That  bleffed  law  of  thine, 
Jcfu,  to  -tne  impart  ; 
Thy  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart  ! 
Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whejice  it  may  ne'er  remove. 
The  law  of  liberty  from  fin, 
The  perfe6l  law  of  love. 

Thy  nature  be  my  law. 
Thy  fpotlefs  fan£lity, 
And  fvvectly  ev'iy  moment  draw 
My  happy  iou^  to  th-'e  ; ' 
Soui  of  my  foul  rem^ain, 
Who  djdn;  for  all  fulfil, 
lx\  me,   O  Lord,  fulfil  again 

Thy  heav'nly  Father's  will. 

H  Y  M  N     LXX.     C.  M. 

FOR  a  herirt  to  praife  my  God, 
A  heart  from  fin  fet  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
.So  freely  fpilt  for  me  ! 


PFTITION. 

2  A  heart  refign'd,  ruhn-.Iflive.  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  tlvrone  ; 
Where  only  Chrill  is  lieard  to  fpeak  ; 
Where  Jefus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 

Btliev-n^-;,  tru^  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  pr.rL 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4.  A  heait  in  ev'ry  thought  renev.-'d, 
And  full  of  love  divine; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  goodp 
A  copv,  Lord,  of  thine.       d>^. 

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5  Thy  tender  heart  is  Hill  the  lame,"^V 

And  melts  at  human  woe  : 
Jefu,  for  thee  dilirefs'd  I  am, 
I  want  thy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'ft,  can  never  reft, 

Till  thou  create  my  peace  ; 
Till  of  my  Eden  repofiefs'd, 
From  ev'rv  fin  I  ceafe. 


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Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips  on  me 
Btftow,  that  peace  unknown, 

The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 
Of  life,  and  the  Vv-hite  ftone. 

I  ^$  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  lieart. 
Thy  new,  bell  name  oi  love. 


74  PETITION. 

H  Y  M  N     LXXI.      1I2/Z>  Pfalm. 

1  r-|-i  HOU  bidden  love  of  God,  wliofe  height, 

J_     Wliofe  depth  unfathom'daio  nvdn  knows, 
I  fee  from  far  tiiy  beauteous  fight, 

I  only  figh  for  thy  repofe^: 
My  heart  is  paiii'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  refl,  till  it  finds  rcil  In  thee. 

2  Thy  fecret  voice  invites  me  {IfU 

The  fweetnefs  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 
And  fain  I  would,  but  though  rny  will 

Seems  iix'd,  yet  wide  my  paffions  rove  : 
Yet  hindrances  ilrew  ail  the  way: 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  dray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hail  brought 

My  mind  to  fe,ek  her  peace  in  thee  I 
Yet  while  I  feek,'  and  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wand'vjng  foul  fhall  fee  ; 
O  when  fhall  all  my  wand'rings  end. 
And  all -my  fteps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  fan, 

That  flrives  with  thee  my  heart  to  fhare  I 
Ah  !   tear  it  ti;ence,  and  reign  alone. 

The  Lord  cf  ev'ry  motion  there  ! 
Then  fnall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free,, 
Wiieii  it  hath  found  repofe  in  thee. 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 

My  heart  that  lowly  \^^its  tliy  call  ; 
Speak  to  my  inmoR  foul,  and  lay, 

*'  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All  !*■ 
To  feel  thy  pow'r,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  talle  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


PETITION.  75 

H  Y  M  N     LXXIL     Cardiff. 

1  "\7"E  happy  fmners,  hear, 

X     The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait  till  Chrift  appear, 
..     According  to  his  word  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  HicJl  from  all  our  lins  be  fice. 

2  The  Lord  our  righteoufnefs 

We  have  long  flnce  receivM  ; 
Salvation  nearer  is 

Than  when'vYe  firft  belicv'd  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope^  rejoice  with  me. 
We  fnall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  cur  truft  ; 

If  we  our  fins  confefs. 
Faithful  he  is,  and  ju  ■, 

From  ail  unrighteournefs 
To  cleanfe  us  all,  both  you  and  me. 
We  (hall  from  all  our  fms  be  fre-. 

4  Surely  in  lis  the  hope 

Of  glory  faall  appear  ; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up. 

And  fee  redemption  near; 
Again  I  lay,  rejoice   with  me, 
W^  fnall  from  all  our  fins  be  free. 

5  Who  j'  T'l's  fuffVings  fhare. 

My  feHow-pris^ncrs  now, 
Ye  fo(;ri  the  wreath  fh all  wear 

On  your  triumphant  brow  : 
Rjjoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  fnall  from  ail  our  fins  be  frc". 

G    2 


7<5  PETITION. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  fure, 

Aiid  never  can  rcmp-ue. 
Wc  fliall  in  heart  be  p;,ire. 

And  pcrfefted  in  love  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  mc, 
We  {hall  from  ail  our  fins  be  free. 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  faciiuce  of  praile, 
Let  us  give  thanks,  and  fing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace: 
E.ejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
\Ye  (liall  from  all  our  iins  be  free. 

H  Y  IvI  N    LXXIII.     C.  M. 

I    'I  ,^  O  R  ever  here  my  reft  fliall  be, 
K      Clofe  to  thy  bleeding  fide  ; 
This  ail  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea. 
For  me  the  Saviour  dy'B  ! 


2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  fin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  rliy  blood. 
And  cleanfe,  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wafn  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own 

Wafh  me,  and  mine  thou  art : 
Wafh  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone. 
My  hands,  my  head,  n^y  heart. 

4  Th'  atoriement  of  thy  blood  appiy. 

Till  faith  to  fight  improve 4 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die. 
And  all  my  fonl  be  love. 


PETITION, 

H  Y  M  N     LXXIV.     C.  M. 

1  TESU,  my  life,  thy felf  apply, 
J     Thy  holy  Spirit  breathe  : 
My  vile  affeciions  crucify. 

Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Coriqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  hn^ 

Still  with  the  rebel  flrive  ; 
Encer  my  foul,  and  work  within, 
And  kill,  and  make  alive  ! 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  x\dam  dies  : 
Bury  me.   Saviour,  in  thy  grave. 
That  1  with  thee  may  rile. 

4  Reign  in  me,  Lordy  thy  foes  controul. 

Who  would  not  own  thy  fwav : 
Diffufe  thine  image  through  my  foul, 
Shine  to  the  perfcA  day. 

5  Scatter  the  lall  remains  of  fin, 

Aiid  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
O  make  me  glorious  ail  within, 
A  temple  biiilt  by  God. 

H  Y  M  N      LXXV.      Savannah. 
QLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive j 

Ji.   Who  in  thee  begin  to  live. 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  fo  let  us  be  ! 

2    jtfii,   fte  my  panting  bread  ; 
SeC;   I  pant  in  thee  to  reft  1 
Glatjly  would  I  now  b«f  clean  : 
Cieai'f:  me  now  from  ev'rv  fsn. 


yS  PETITION. 

5   Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind ; 
To  thy  crofs  my  fpirit  bind ; 
Earthly  paflions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  foul  in  love. 

4  Dufi:  and  afhes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  guilt  and  mifery, 
Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 

5  V/ho  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  th'  atonement  now  receives  : 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face. 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

6  See,  ye  finners,  fee  the  flame 
PJfmg  from  the  flaiighter'd  Lamb, 
Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day  ! 

7  Jefus,  when  this  light  we  fee, 
All  our  foul's  athirll  for  thee  ; 
When  thy  qiiick'ning  pow'r  we  prove, 
All  our  heart  difiolves  in  love. 

8  Boundlefs  wifdom,  pow'r  divine, 
Love  unfpeakable  are  thine  ! 
Praife  by  all  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hoils  of  hcav'n. 

H  Y  M  N    LXXVL     C.  M. 

I  T  E  S  U,  thou  art  our  King, 
^i  To  me  thy  fuccour  bring  : 
Chrift  the  mighty  one  art  thou, 

FIcIp  f^r  all  on  thee  is  laid ; 
This  is  the  word,   1  claim  it  now, 

Send  me  now  the  proniis'd  aid. 


pr.rn  lO^^ 

2  Hi;;!)  on  thy  Father's  throne^ 
(3  look  with  pity  <lown  ; 

Help,   O  help  !   attend  my  call. 

Captive  lead  captivity  : 
King  of  glor>',  Lord  of  all, 

Clr.-itl,  the  Lord,  be  king  to  me, 

3  I  pant  to  f<:jl  thy  fway, 
And  oTily  thee  t'  obey  : 

Thee  my  fpint  gafps  to  meet ; 

This  my  one,   my  ceafelefs  pray'r, 
MukL-,  O  make  my  heart  thy  feat ! 

O  fet  up  thy  khigdom  tiiere  ! 

4  Triumph  and  reign  in  me. 
And  fpread  thy  victor)- : 

Hell,  and  death,  and  fin  controul, 
Pride,  and  wrath,  and  ev'ry  foe  ; 

All  iiibdue  :  through  all  my  foul 
Coiiqu'riig  and  to  conquer  go. 

H  Y  M  N    LXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  Y     O  R.  D,   I  believe  thy  ev'ry  v^'ord, 
.A^    Tfiy  ev'ry  pron^fe  true  : 

A?>d  Jo  !    I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  ftrength  renew. 

2  U  in  this  feeble  flcf^-^  I  may 

Av.hile  iliew  forth  thy  praife, 
jefu,  fupport  the  tott'ring  clay, 
Ar.d  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  fuch  a  worm  as  I  can  fpread 

The  com.mon  Saviour's  name, 


8o  PETITION. 

Let  lilm  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead, 
(^Icken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  fiiow, 

Which  purges  ev'ry  ftain  ; 
And  gladly  linger  out  below, 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me,  till  I  my  ftrength  of  foul, 

Til]  I  thy  love  retrieve  ; 
Till  faith  riiall  make  my  fpirit  whole, 
And  perfedl  foundnefs  give. 

6  For  this  in  fteadfaft  hope  I  wait, 

Now  Lord,  my  foul  reftore  ; 
Now  the  new  heav'ns  and  earth  create, 
And  I  fhall  fm  no  more. 

HYMN     LXXVIII.      Wejlmlrijler. 

1  X     OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

fl.  4    Joy  of  heav'n,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  : 
Jefii,  thou  art  all  compafiion, 

Pure,  unboup.dt'd  love  thou  art  : 
Viiit  us  with  thy  falvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  fpirit 

Into  ev^y  troubled  breaft  ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  that  fecond  reft. 
Take  away  our  bent  of  finning. 

Alpha  and  Omega  be. 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 


PETITION.  8l 

j  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ; 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blciTing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hofts  above, 
Pray,  and  praife  thee  witliout  ceafing, 
.  Glory  in  thy  perfe6l  love. 

4  Flnlfh  then  thy  new  creation. 

Pure  and  fpotlefs  let  us  be  ; 
Let  us  fee  thy  great  (alvation, 

Perfeftly  reftorM  in  thee  ; 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  gloiy, 

Till  in  heav'u  we  take  our  place. 
Till  we  caft  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Loit  In  wonder,  love,  and  praiL*  ! 

HYMN    LXXIX.     L.  M. 

1  /"^  THAT  my  load  of  fm  were  gone! 
.  \J    O  that  I  could  at  lad  fubmit  ; 

*  At  Jefu's  feet  to  lay  it  down  !  ■ 

To  lay  my  foul  at  Jefu's  feet  !  1 

2  Reft  for  my  foul  I  long  to  find  :  i 

Saviour  of  all  If  mine  thou  art,  I 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mi-id,  "j 

And  llamp  thine  image  on  my  heart.  I 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  fin, 

And  fully  fet  my  fplrit  free, 
I  caunot  reil  till  pure  witliin. 
Till  I  am  wholly  loll  in  thee* 


8  2  PETITION. 

4  P'ain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thy  light  and  caiy  burden  prove, 
Tlie  crols  all  Itaiu'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  ;  but  thou  mud  give  the  pov/'r; 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  fiii  releafe  ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour. 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfe(it  peace. 


6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  finner  cheer 
Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay  ! 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear  ! 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  ! 

H   Y   IvI   N      LXXX.      Wtjinu^ev, 

1  J  IGIlT  oflife,  feraphlcfire, 
J^j  Love  divine,  thyfelf  impart, 
Ev'ry  fainting  foul  infpire  ; 

Shine  In  ev'ry  drooping  heart  ! 
Ev'ry  mournful  finner  cheer ; 
'      Scatter  all  our  .guilty  gloom  I 
Son  of  God,  appear,  appear! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2   Com.e  in  this  accepted  hour; 

liring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  i;^  • 
Fill  U3  with  thy  glorious  povv''r, 

Rooting  out  the- feeds  of  hr;  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require  ; 

We  will  covet  nothing  lefs  ; 
Jje  thou  all  our  heart's  delii*, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace  ! 


G 


PETITION.  83 

HYMN     LXXXI.     Fourtdcry, 
O  D  of  all-redeeming  grace. 


By  thy  pard'ning  love  compellM, 
Up  to  thee  our  foals  we  raife, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  : 
Thou  our  facrifice  receive. 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

Meet  it  is,  and  juft  and  right, 

That  we  fhouid  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  will  unite. 

In  thy  blefled  fervice  join  : 
O  that  ev'ry  work  and  word 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art : 
Holinefs  unto  the  Lord 

Still  be  wrote  upon  our  heart  1 

HYMN    LXXXIl.     C.  M. 


I   T     ET 

I  1  His 


him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 


is  fov'reign  right  affert  ; 
And  take  up  ev'ry  thankful  fong, 
And  ev'ry  loving  hsart. 

He  juilly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price! 

The  Chriilian  lives  to  Chiiil  alone. 
To  Chriil  alone  he  dies. 

Jefus  !   thine  own  at  lad  receive, 
Pill  ill  our  hearts'  defire  ; 

And  let  U3  to  thy  glory  live. 
And  In  thv  caufe  expire. 
H 


84  PETITION^ 

4  Our  fouls  and  bodies  we  refign  ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine, 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN     LXXXIII.     112/^  PJalm. 

1  "OEHOLD  thefervantof  the  Lord! 
jL3   I  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feel. 

To  hear  and  keep  thy  ev'ry  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will ; 
Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  ceafe. 
Glad  to  fulfil  ail  righteoufnefs. 

2  Me,  if  thy  grace  vouchfafe  to  ufc, 

Meaneft  cf  all  thy  creatures,  me, 
The  Q.'c<:di,  the  time,  the  manner  chufe. 

Let  all  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee : 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought. 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought. 

3  My  ev'ry  weak,  though  good  defign, 

O'er-rule,  or  change,  as  feems  thee  meet : 
Jefu,  let  all  my  work  be  thine  ! 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  complete. 
And  pleafmg  in  thy  Father's  fight : 
Thou  only  haft  done  all  things  right. 

4  Hfre  then  to  thee  thy  own  I  leave. 

Mould  as  thou  wile  thy  paflive  clay  j 
But  let  me  all  thy  ilamp  receive. 

But  let  me  all  thy  words  obey ; 
Serve  with  a  hnglc  bcr.rt  :ind  eye, 
And  to  thy  olory  live  ?.r;d  die. 


PETITION.  85 

HYMN    LXXXIV.     Dedlcathn. 

1  -pATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
X.  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celefhliil  hotl. 

Let  thy  will  en  earth  be  done  ; 
Praiiv^  by  ail  to  thee  be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n. 

2  If  fo  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  aftions  fanciify, 

All  my  words  aad  thoughts  receive ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  fervice,  claim 
All  I  have  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  foul  and  body's  pow'rs ; 

Take  my  mem'ry,  mind,  and  will; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  fpeak,  or  do  : 
Take  my  heart ;  but  make  it  new  ! 

4  Now,  O  God,  thy  own  I  am  ! 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thy  own  ; 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Confecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I  ; 
Happier  ftill  if  thine  1  die ! 

^  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghofl, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celeftial  hoft. 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  ; 
Praife  by  all  to  thee   be  giv'n, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


86  PETITION. 

HYMN    LXXXV.     S.  M. 
E  S  U,  my  truth,  my  way, 


My  iure  unerring  ligHt, 
On  thee  my  feeble  fteps  I  Hay, 

V7hich  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wifdom  aiid  my  guide, 

My  counfellor  thou  art : 
O  let  me  never  leave  thy  iide, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  my  eyes  to  thee, 

Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be. 
And  never  put  to  fhame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  ray  caufe, 
But  reft  in  thy  redeeming  love. 
And  hang  upon  thy  crofs. 

t;    .    Teacli  me  the  happy  art. 
In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee:   O  never,  Lord,  depart. 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

6        Still  ftir  me  up  to  ftrive 

With  thee  in  flrength  divine  ; 
And  ev'ry  moment.  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  foul  of  mine. 

^        Pcrfiil  to  fave  my  foul  "^ 

Throughout  the  fi'iy  hour, 
Till  I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whole. 
And  fhcw  forth  all  thy  pow'r. 

8        Through  f?ie  and  water  bring 
Into  the  wealthy  place  ; 


PETITION. 

And  teach  mc  the  new  fong  to  (ing, 
When  perfecled  in  grace  ! 

9  O  make  mc  all  like  thee, 

Before  I  hence  remove : 
Settle,  covilirm  and  itablifh  me. 
And  build  mc  up  in  love. 

10  Let  me  thy  witnefs  live, 

When  fin  is  all  deftroyM  : 
And  then  my  fpotlefs  fonl  receive. 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

HYMN     LXXXVI.      BremfonL 

I        T"     O,  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 

i  J    And  wait  thy  will  to  prove, 
My  potter,  flamp  on  me,  thy  ciay. 
Thy  only  ftamp  of  love  : 
Be  this  my  whole  deiire, 
I  know  that  it  is  thine  ; 
Then  kindle  in  my  foul  a  fire, 
Whicli  (liall  for  ever  (hine. 
I  ,     Thy  gracious  readinefs 

To  fave  mankind  alTert : 
Thy  image,  love,  thy  name  imprefs. 
Thy  nature  on  my  heart  i 
Bowels  of  mercy,  hear. 
Into  my  foul  come  down ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  app;-'ar. 
That  I  have  Chriil  put  on. 
;        O  pi  \nt  in  me  thy  mind  ! 
O  fix  in  me  thy  horn;'  ! 
So  Hidli  I  cry  to  all  ma'ikind, 
Corae  to  the  wat-vs,  com-e  ! 

H    2 


b8  TETTTION. 

Jcfiis  is  fyll  of  gi-nce : 
To  all  his  bowels  move  : 
Behold  in  me,  ye  falitn  race. 
That  God  is  only  love  ! 

H  Y  M  N    LXXXVII.    L.  M. 

I.  /^  RE  AT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim;! 
\JJ    Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  ray  red  ! 
The  glovics  that  compofe  thy  name. 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife. 

Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties. 

Thy  ion,  thy  fcrvant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  look. 
As  travellers  in  tliirfty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooliiig-  water-brook. 

4.  Even  life  ilfelf,  without  thy  love. 
No  lafting  pleafr-re  can  adford ; 
Yea,  't  would  a  tivc fome  Wi-dea  prove. 
If  I  v/ere  banit?i'd  froia  thee.  Lord ! 

5   I'll  lift  my  hands,  I')]  rxXz  mj  voice. 

While  I  have?  br?  ,rh  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  fl:all  make  my  heart  rtjoice. 
And  fpcnd  the  remnant  of  rcy  days. 

HYMN    LXXXVIII.     L.  M. 

TrIOU,  to  vvhofe  all-fearchir.jr  ilght 
The  darkntfii  fiiincth  as  tlie  light. 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  psnts  for  thee; 

O  burit  thele  bonds,  a«d  Tet  :•.  iTce  ! 


PETITION.  Bp 

2  Wafh  out  its  llains,  refine  its  drofs, 
Nail  my  afreAions  to  the  crols  ' 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  ^vithin 
Be  clean  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

^   If  in  this  darkfomc  v^ild  I  ft  ray. 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear. 

No  fraud,  while  thou  my  God,  ast  near. 

<k 

4  When  rifing  floods  my  foul  o'eriiow. 
When  finks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
jelus,  thy  timely  aid  impart. 

And  raile  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  fteps  1  t^e, 
Dauntlefs,  u.itir'd  I  follow  thee ; 
O  let  thy  hand  fupport  me  ftill. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  bill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  v.'^.y. 
My  ftrength  proportion  to  my  ^ay  ; 
Till  toil,  aiid  gnef,  and  paia  fl^all  ccafe. 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

H  Y  M  N    LXXXIX.    L.  M. 

I     T  E  S  U  S,  thou  everlafting-  king, 

Ji    Accept  the  iribute,  which  wc  bnng,  -< 
Accept  thy  wtll-dcferv'd  renown. 
And  wear  our  pr.iifes  as  thy  crowq. 

^  Let  every  acl  of  worlliip  be 

Like  our  erjooufals.  Lord,  to  tfjee  : 
Like  th>  b'.eft  liour,  when  iVom  a'Kr,-c 
Wc  fi-'il  received  the  pledge  of  love. 


()0  PETITION. 

3  the  gladnefs  of  that  happy  clay, 
O  m:iy  it  ever,  ever  ilay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold  ! 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Incrcafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys. 
Till  vi'e  are  rais'd  to  ^ir\g  thy  name. 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN    XC.     Pafion, 

1  ii^^OME,  Lord,  from  above, 
\^    The  mountains  remove, 

O'erturn  all  that  hinders  the  com'fe  of  thy  love  : 

My  bofom  infpire, 

Inkiudle  the  fire. 
And  wrap  my  whole  foul  in  the  flames  of  defire. 

2  I  languifli  and  pine 
For  ihe  comfort  divine, 

O  when  fl-.all  I  fay,   "  my  beloved  is  mine, 
"  I  have  chofe  the  good  part, 
"  My  portion  thou  art,  [heart." 

"  O  love,   I  have  found  thee,    O  God  in  my 

3  For  this  my  Leart  fjghs. 

Nothing  elfe  can  fufiice  :  [price  ? 

How,  Lord,  can  I  purchafe  the  pearl  of  great 

It  cannot  be  bought. 

And  thou  know' ft  I  have  nought. 
Not  an  adion,  a  word,  or  a  truly  good  thought, 

4  Bat  I  hear  a  voice  fay. 
Without  money  you  may 

Receive  it,  whoever  hath  nothing  to  pay  ; 


PETITION.  91 

Who  on  Jcfus  relics, 

Withriut  money  or  price, 
The  pearl  of  forgivcncfs  and  holiuers  buys. 
5        The  blefiing  is  free. 

So,  Lord,  let  it  be : 
I  yield  that  thy  love  fliould  be  given  to  mc. 

I  freely  receive 

What  thou  fretly  doil  give. 
And  confent  in  thy  love,    in  thine  Eden  to-  live. 
6     The  gift  I  embrace, 

The  giver  I  praife, 
And  afcribe  my  falvation  to  Jefus's  grace  ; 

It  came  from  above. 

The  foretafte  I  prove. 
And  I  foon  fliail  receive  all  thy  fulnefs  of  love. 

HYMN     XCI.     S.  M. 

1  AND  can  I  yet  delay 
±\.   My  little  all  to  give  ? 

To  tear  niy  foul  from  earth  away, 

For  Jefus  to  receive  ? 

Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more ; 
I  fink,  by  dying  love  compeli'd. 

And  own  thee  conqueror ! 

2  Though  late  I  all  forfake, 
My  friends,  my  all  refign  ; 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 

And  feal  me  ever  thine  ! 

Come  and  pofiefs  me  whole. 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  my  w?.v*nng  foul 

With  ail  thy  weight  of  love. 


92  PETITION. 

3       My  one  defire  be  tliis, 
Thy  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  feek  and  tafte  no  other  bllfs, 
No  other  good  below. 
My  life  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-fufficient  art, 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treafure,   now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart  ! 

HYMN     XCII.     Shepherd  of  Ifrael 

1  'Tn  H  O  U  Shepherd  of  Ifrael,  and  mine, 

X     The  joy  and  defire  of  my  heart, 
For  clofer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  refide  where  thou  art : 
The  pafture  I  languifh  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  fhepherd  obey. 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bofom  reqlin'dj 

And  fcreen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  Ah  !   fhew  me  that  happieft  place. 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode. 
Where  faints  in  an  ecftacy  gaze, 

And  hang  on  a  crucify 'd  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  finner  declare. 

Thy  paflion  and  death  on  the  tree ; 
My  fpirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  fuffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock," 

There  only  I  covet  to  reft  ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock. 
Or  rife  to  be  hid  in  thy  breafl: : 


PETITION.  93 

'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide,  , 

And  never  a  moment  depart  ; 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  fide, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

HYMN     XCIII.     Olney. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  : 
And  fhew  thyfelf  the  fmner's  friend, 
And  fet  me  up  on  high. 
From  hell's  opprcluve  povv'r 
My  ftruggling  foul  releafe  ; 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  reftore  ; 
And  to  thy  perfed;  peace. 

Thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 
I  make  my  only  plea  ; 
My  prefent  and  eternal  peace 

Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee. 
Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine. 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

Come  then,  impute.  Impart 
To  me  thy  righteoufnefs. 
And  let  me  tafte  how  good  thou  art. 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace  : 
That  thou  canft  here  forgive, 
Gr?.nt  rr.e  to  teftify, 
And  juilify'd  by  faith  to  live. 
And  in  thn  faith  to  di^-. 


94  PETITION. 

H  Y  M  N    XCIV.     C.  M. 

1  "O  EING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
^13   To  thee  our  hearts  we  raife  ; 
Thy  all-fullaining  power  we  prove, 

And  gladly  fing  thy  praife. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  facrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preferv'd,  and  fav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourfelves  we  give. 

3  Heav'n-ward  our  cv'ry  wifh  afplres. 

For  all  thy  mercy's  ftore : 
The  fole  return  thy  love  requires, 
Is  that  we  aili  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ai]<; :  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will : 
Turn  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again  ; 
With  all  thy  fulnefs  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad! 
So  fliall  we  ever  live  and  move. 
And  be  with  Chrift  in  God. 

H  Y  M  N    XCV.     C.  M. 

SUN  of  Rigliteoufnefs,  arifc 
With  healing  in  thy  wing  ! 
To  my  difeas'd,  my  fainting  foul. 
Life  and  falvation  bring. 

Thefe  clouds  of  pride  and  fin  difpel 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 
I^ighten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  my  l.eart 

\¥ith  holy  hope  inflame. 


PETITION.  95 

3  My  mind  by  thy  all-quick'ning  power 

From  low  defires  fet  free  ; 
Unite  my  fcatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-loft  fon  receive  : 

Saviour,  thy  purchafe  Qvvn  ; 
Bleft  comforter,  with  peace  and  joy 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 

Co-equal  One  in  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  piac'd. 
All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

H  Y  M  N     XCVI.      Plymouth 

1  QON  of  God,  thy  bleffing  ^rant, 
1^3    Still  fupply  our  ev'iy  want ! 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  fhed, 
With  thy  fap  my  fpirit  feed. 

2  Tendereft  branch,  alas  !   am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  die, 
Weak  as  helplefs  infancy  ; 

O  confirm  my  foul  in  thee. 

3  Unfuftain'd  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruifed  reed. 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  fave  me  to  the  end : 
CiWQ.  me  the  continuing  grace. 
Take  the  everlafting  praife, 

I 


q6  petition. 


HYMN     XCVII.      Plymouth. 

O  R  D,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  j 
O  !   do  not  our  fuit  difdain, 
Shall  we  feek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  on  thee  our  fouls  depend, 
In  compaffion  now  defcend  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  fmg  thy  praife. 

In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  feek  thee,  here  we  ftay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  bleffing  thou  beftow. 

Send  fome  mcffage  from  thy  word, 
hat  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 


Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  falvation  to  each  heart. 

Comfort  thofe  who  weep  and  mouniy 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 
Thofe  that  are  call  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  ilrong  in  faith  and  hope. 

Grant  that  all  may  feek,  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  : 
Heal  the  fick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  ail  rejoice  in  thee. 

HYMN     XCVIII.     Wbltcnchr^, 

,0  O  M  E,  thou  Almighty  King, 
"-'^^^    Help  us  thy  name  to  fing. 
Help  us  to  praife  ! 


PETITION.  97 

Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  vi<Storlo«s, 
Come,  and  reiga  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jefur.,  our  Lord,  arife, 
Scvitter  onv  enemies. 

And  make  them  fall ! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  fure  defence  be  made. 
Our  fouls  on  thee  be  ftayM  : 

Lord  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  "Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  fword, 

Our  pray'r  attend : 
Come  and  thy  people  blefs. 
And  give  thy  word  fuccefs  ; 
Spirit  of  holinefs, 

On  us  defcend. 

4  Come,  hoi^  Comforter, 
Thy  facred  witnefs  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ever)'  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart. 

Spirit  of  pow'r. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
Eternal  praiies  be. 

Hence — evermore  !• 
His  fov'reign  Majefty 
Muy  we  in  glory  fee, 
Ai;d  to  eternity, 

Love  and  adore. 


98  PETITION. 

HYMN    XCIX.     L.  M. 

F  him  who  did  falvation  bring, 

I  could  for  ever  think  and  fing  5  Vv 

Ar'fe,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive  ;  ->| 

Arife,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve.  ^ 

A(\i  but  his  grace,  and  lo  !   'tis  given  : 
Aflc,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  ; 
Tho'  fin  and  fcrrow  wound  my  foul, 
Jefu,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

To  fhame  our  fms  he  blufh'd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  Ihew  us  God  ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  can  fhow. 

'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 
I  fhed  my  tears  and  make  ray  moan  ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  objeft  of  my  love. 

Infatiate  to  this  fpring  I  fly  ; 

I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !   who  againll  thy  charms  is  proof  ? 

Ah  !   v.'ho  that  loves,  can  love  enough  ? 

HYMN     C.     Funeral. 

HO  W  tedious  and  taPielefs  the  hours, 
Vflien  Jefus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 
Sweet  profpe6ts,  fweet  birds,  and  fweet  flow'rs, 

Have  all  loft  their  fweetnefs  to  me  : 
The  midfummer  lun  fhines  but  dim, 

The  fields  ftrive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleafant  as  May. 


PETITION.  99 

2  His  name  yields  the  richcft  perfume, 

And  fwceter  than  njulic  his  voice  j 
Hi.-  pretence  difperfes  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
I  fhould,  were  he  always  thus  nii^}], 

Have  nothing  to  widi  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  fo  happy  as  I,  ^ 

My  fummer  would  lail  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleafure  refign'd ; 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind  ; 
While  blefsM  with  a  fenfe  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prifons  v/ould  palaces  prove, 

If  Jcfus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 

If  thon  art  my  fun  and  my  fong ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  fo  long  ? 
O  <!rlve  thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  fky. 

Thy  foul-cheering  prefence  reftore  j 
Or  take  me  to  thee  upon  high, 

W'.icre  winter  and  clouds  are  no  mere. 
K   Y  M  N     CI.      Sf.Peier's. 
I    /^  O  M  E,  thou  fount  of  ev'i-y  blefiing, 
\^    Tune  my  heart  to  fing  thy  grace! 
Streams  of  mercy  never  cealing, 

C-'U  for  fongs  of  loudeft  praife  : 
Ttinch  me  fome  melodions  fonnet. 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praiff  the  moimt — I'm  iix'd  upon  it, 

Mount  of  thv  redeem.ing  love  ! 

I    2 


lOO  PETITION. 

2   Here  I'll  raife  mine  Ebenezer, 

Ki'ther  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
•  And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleafure 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jefus  fought  me  when  a  ilranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  refciie  me  from  danger, 
Intcj-pos'd  his  precious  blood  ! 

5  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  conftrain-''d  to  be  ! 
Let  thy  goodnefs,  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wand'ring  beait  to  thee ; 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  iove— 
Here's  my  heyrt,  O  take  and  feal  it ; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

HYMN    CII.    L.  M. 


J 


Great  builder  of  thy  church  below. 
If  now  thy  fpirit  moves  my  breaft, 
Hear  and  fulfil  thiae  own  requeft. 

2  Tlie  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  fan£lifying  word, 
And  thee  their  utmoft  Saviour  own, 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  exprefs, 
Stand  forth  thy  chofen  wltneffts; 
Thy  power  unto  falvatioD  Hiow, 
And  perfect  holinefs  beiowr. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold, 
Hovv  Chriflians  liv'd  ia  days  of  old  ; 


PETITION.  lOI 

Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love. 

O  might  my  lot  be  caft  with  tfaefe, 
The  leaft  of  Jciu't>  w  tnefies  ! 
O  that  my  Lord  W'juld  count  mc  meet 
To  vrdih  his  dear  difciplts'  feet ! 

6  This  only  thing  do  I  require ; 

Thou  know'll  'tis  all  my  heart's  defire, 
Fvcely  what  I  receive  to  give. 
The  fcriot  of  tfcy  church  to  live  : 

7  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go. 
And  wait  npoji  thy  faii'ts  below. 
Enjoy  the  gmce  to  angels  giv*n. 
And  ierve  the  rpyal  heirs  of  heav's. 

f?  Lord,  sf  I  now  thy  drawings  i^df 
And  alk  according  to  thy  will ; 
Confirm  the  prayV,  the  ital  impart. 
And  ipeak  the  anfwer  to  my  heart. 

J  TeB  me,  or  thoa  fhalt  never  go, 

*'  Thy  pray'r  is  heard  ;  it  ihr^li  be  fo." 
The  words  have  pafs'd  thy  h'ps,  and  1 
Shall  With  thy  people  live  and  die. 

HYMN     CIIL     K-mgsivood. 
I     I  ,^  V  E  R  fainting  with  defire, 
I  \>    For  thee,  O  Chriil,  I  call  ! 
Thee  I  reillefsly  require, 

I  Vk'ant  my  God,   my  All. 
Jcfu,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

X  wait  thy  coming  from  iiborc : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  fpeak  the  wciv, 
i\nd  perfe6l  mc  in  lo-, 


iC. 


I02  PETITION, 

/    "WJk  thou  fuirer  me  to  go 
T.vr.enting  all  my  days  ? 
.  I  nevv^r,  never  know; 
Thj  fanflifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  li^ht  afford, 

The  cir.rknefs  from  my  loul  remove t 
Re^p  me,   Saviour,  fpcak  the  word, 
y\rid  pcriL_(5^  me  in  love. 

3  Ltv. d,  if  1  on  thee  believe, 

"  ;  ;  iecond  gift  Impart; 
V;  ;:  ~.  th'  indwelling  Spirit  give 

-'    r.w,   a  contrite  heart : 
li    w'lh  love  thy  heart  is  llor'd, 

If  now  o'er  me  thy  bowels  move. 
Help  rae,   Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfefl  me  in  love. 

4  Let  rae  gain  my  calling's  hope, 

O  make  the  linner  clean  ! 

Dry  corruption's  fountain  up, 

Cut  off  th'  entail  of  iin  : 

T.  ke  rae  into  thee,  my  'Lord, 
And  I  faall  then  no  longer  rove: 

PIclp  rne.   Saviour,  fpeak  the  word, 
Aiid  pcrfed:  me  in  love. 

5  Thou,  my  life,  my  treafuve  be, 

My  portion  here  below  ! 
Nothing  would  I  feek  but  thee, 
Thee  only  would  I  know  : 

IvTy  exceeding  great  reward. 

My  heav'n  on  earth,  my  heav'n  above : 
TT.-ln  me,   Sai'iour.  fncak  the  word, 

A-a  vr.if.amc'inlcve. 


PETITION.  I 

Grant  me  now  the  blifs  to  feel 

Of  thpfe  that  are  in  thee  ; 
Son  of  God,  thyfelf  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  name  on  mc  : 
As  In  heav'n  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promife  prove  j 
Help  me,   Sv^vlour,  fpeak  the  word, 

And  perfeA  me  In  love. 

HYMN    CIV.     C.  M. 

1  "TV /TY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
JLV X    And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  loll  in  thine, 

And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 

Till  fteadfallly  by  faith  I  (land, 
And  all  thy  goodnefs  know. 

3  Jcfu,  thine  ali-viclorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ! 
Then  fiiall  my  feet  no  longer  rove. 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God, 

■4  O  tliat  in  me  the  facred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow  ! 
*   Burn  up  the  drcls  of  bafe  defire, 
.     ,   And  make  the  m.ountains  fiov/  ! 


.5  O  that  it  now  from  heav'n  might  faU, 
And  ail  my  fins  confume  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghoft,  for  thee  I  call, 
■Spirit  of  burningj  come. 


104  PETITION. 

6   Refining  fire,  go  througli  my  heart, 
IHuiTiinate  rny  foul ; 
Scatter  thy  hfe  through  ev'ry  part. 
And  faa£tify  the  whole. 

"]   Sorrow  and  an  fhall  then  expire, 

"When  enter'd  into  reil:  ; 

I  only  live  rny  God  t'  admire, 

Iv:y  God  for  ever  bleil. 

S   My  fteadfaG:  foul,  from  falling  free. 
Shall  then  no  longer  move ; 
But  Chrilt  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  ?dl  my  heart  be  love. 

HYMN     CV.      Shepherd  of  IfracL 

HAT  now  is  my  objeft  and  aim  ? 
What  now  is  my  hope  and  defire  ? 
To  folio v^^  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
And  after  his  image  afpire : 
My  hope  is  all  center *d  in  thee ; 

I  truft  to  recover  thy  love ; 
On  "arth  thy  falvation  to  fee. 
And  then  to  enjoy  thee  above, 

2   I  i]'.v?i  for  a  life-giving  God, 

A  God  that  on  Calvary  dy'd  ; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blocd, 

Wliich  gufli'd  from  ImmanuePs  fide  ! 
I  galp  for  the  flream  of  thy  love, 

The  fpirit  of  rapture  unknown  ; 
And  then  to  re-drink  it  above, 

Eternally  frefli  from  the  throne. 


PETITION.  ic_5; 

HYMN     CVI.     Bradford. 

I    TESU,  thy  boiindlefs  love  to  me 

J    No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare: 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there  ! 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am  ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  conftant  flame  ! 

I  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  foul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  ! 

O  may  thy  love  poflefs  me  whole  ! 

My  joy,  my  treafure,  and  my  crown  : 

Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  ; 

My  ev'ry  ad,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

\  O  love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 

All  pain  before  thy  prefence  flies  ; 
Care,  anguifli,  forrow,  meit  away. 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arife  ; 
O  Jefu,  nothing  m.ay  I  fee, 
Nothing  deflre  or  feek  but  thee  ! 

[.  UnwearyM  may  I  this  purfue, 

Dauntlefs  to  the  high  prize  afpire  ; 
Hourly  within  my  foul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heav'nly  lire  ; 
And  day  and  night  be  all  m.y  care 
To  guard  this  facred  treafure  there. 

O  that  I  as  a  little  child 

Mc!y  follow  thee  and  never  refl:. 

Till  fv/eetly  thou  hail  breath 'd  thy  mild 
And  lovv'V  mind  into  my  breaii  ! 
'y:-.  evei:  fcay  we  parted  be, 
"  ""  '  -  ''^"r't  with  thee. 


tG6  PETITION.  ^ 

6  Still  let  tliy  love  point  out  my  way ; 

How  wond'rous  things  thy  love  hath  wrought  L 
Still  lead  me  left  I  go  aftray  ; 

Direft  my  word,  infpire  my  thought : 
And  if  I  fall,  foon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

7  In  fufF'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 

In  weaknefs  be  thy  love  my  pow'r. 
And  when  the  ftorms  of  life  fliall  ceafe, 

Jefu,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  fave  me,  who  for  me  haft  dy'd  ! 

HYMN    CVII.    L.  M. 

^    TTOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord^ 
XjL    I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 

Ancl  ft  amp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  : 

Difplay  thy  glory  from  above; 
And  all  I  am  ftiall  fink  and  die, 
Loft  in  aftonifliment  and  love ! 

3  Confound,  o'ei-powV  me  by  thy  grace  i 

I  would  be  by  myfelf  abhorr'd  ; 
All  might,  all  triajelty,  all  praife, 
All  glory  be  to  Chrift  my  Lord ! 

4-  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height  : 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall. 
As  lefs  than  nothinj^  in  my  fight. 
And  hd  that  Chrift  is  ail  in  all  ! 


PETITION.  107 

HYMN    CVIII.     Hotham. 

I    QAVIOURof  thefin-fickfoul, 

1^    Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole : 

Finifli  thy  great  work  of  grace  ! 

Cut  it  fhort  in  righteoufnefs. 

Speak  the  fecond  time,  **  Be  clean  !'* 

Take  away  my  inbred  fin; 

Ev'ry  ftumbling-block  remove  ; 

Caft  it  out  by  perfedl  love. 
3  Nothing  lefs  will  I  require. 

Nothing  more  can  I  defire  : 

None  but  Chrift  to  me  be  giv^n; 

None  but  Chrift  in  earth  or  heaven* 

O  that  I  might  now  decreafe  ! 

O  that  all  I  am  might  ceafe ! 

Let  me  into  nothing  fall ! 

Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all  1 

HYMN     CIX.     C.  M. 

I    T     O  R  D,  I  believe  a  reft  remains 
1.  ^    To  all  thy  people  known  j 
A  reft  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns. 
And  thou  art  lovM  alone. 

A  reft  where  all  our  fou?s  defire 

Is  fixM  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  fin,  and  grief  expire, 

Caft  out  by  perfeft  love. 

3  O  lh?.t  I  now  the  reft  might  know, 
Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  pow'r  beftow, 
A-'jJ  let  me  ceafe  from  fin, 
K 


X08  PETITION. 

4  Remove  th'S  luirdneis  from  my  hearty 

This  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rell  of  faith  impart, 
The  fcibbath  of  thy  love. 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  knovv'ft  I  would, 

And  ha?ve  thee  all  my  own  j 
ThijCji  O  my  all-fuflicient  good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant ! 

This  only  this  be  giv'n  ; 
Nothing  befide  my  God  1  want, 
Nothing  in  earth  orheav'-n. 

7  Conic,  O  m,y  Saviour,  come  away. 

Into  my  foul  defctnd  ! 
No  longer  from  thy 'creature  ftay, 
My  author  and  my  end  ! 

8  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 

Arid  feal  me  thine  abode  ; 
Let  all  I  am  m  thet  be  hR, 
Let  all  be  loa  in  God  I 

HYMN    ex.    C.  M. 

1    g^  J O Y F U L  foun d  of  gofpel-grac^i 
\^y    Chriil  riiall  in  me  app(?ai'! 
T;,  rrvea.I,  ihall  fee  ]\k  face  ; 
".    hi^il  be  Aoly  hciVo 

;    rh.  ;^IdA!     :;own  Jaf  nghteoufnefs 
'J'.')  me  re.u^h'd  out  I  view  ; 
Cc  .  ;u'rr;r  ♦"hruugii  hiin,  T  foon  fhall  felzc 

.:Vr:.l  wcur  ":;  i.s  my  due. 

3  The  promis'J  land  from  Pifgah's  top 
I  now  exult  to  fee  ; 


PETITTON.  IC.9 

My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope) 
Of  immortality. 

i^  He  vifits  now  this  houfe  of  clay  ; 
He  fhakes  his  future  home  : 
O  vvouldft  thou,  Lord,  on  this  glad  day. 
Into  thy  tempk  come. 

5  With  me,  I  know,  I  ixc-I  thou  art. 

But  this  cannot  fuffice, 
Unlefs  th:'U  planteft  in  my  heart 
A  conftant  paradife. 

6  My  earth  thou  wat'refl:  from  on  higkg 

But  make  it  all  a  pool : 
Spring  up,  O  welly  I  ever  cry. 
Spring  up  within  my  foul. 

7  Corae,  O  my  God,  thyfelf  reveal ! 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void  : 
Thou  only  canft  my  fplrit  till ; 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God  t 

8  Fulfil,  fulfil  my  large  defires, 

Large  as  infinity  ; 
Give,  gi\c  me  all  my  foul  requires, 
All,  all  that  is  ia  thee  ! 

H  Y  M  N    CXL     C.  M. 

1  TLSUS  hath  dy'd  that  I  might  live, 
Jl     Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 

In  him  eternal  hfe  receive, 
And  be  in  fpirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  th«  grace?, 

Tht  gift  imfpeakable; 
And  wait  .vith  arms  of  faith  t*  embiace, 
A)}u  d.\\  thy  love  to  fed. 


no  PETITION. 

3  My  loul  breaks  cut  in  ftrong  defire, 

The  perfect  blifs  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire, 
To  be  difTolv'd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyfelf,  from  ev'ry  boaft, 

From  cv'ry  fin  fet  free  j 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  loft. 

But  give  thyfelf  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas !  cannot  fufficc, 

Unlefs  thyfelf  be  giv'n  ; 
Thy  prefence  makes  my  paradife, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n  ! 

H  Y  3\^  J^     CXIL     SmithfieWs, 

I   nr^  HOU  great,  myfterious  God  unknown; 
I      Whofe  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 
Ev'n  from  my  infant  days  ; 
Mine  inmoft  foul  expofe  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  never  knew 
Thy  juftifying  grace, 

3  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear. 
And  follovv'd  with  an  heart  fmcere, 

Thy  drawing  from  above  ; 
Now,  now  the  farther  grace  beftow, 
And  let  my  fprinkled  confcience  knowj 

Thy  fweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  ftop, 
A  ftranger  to  the  gofpel  hope. 

The  fenfe  of  fin  forgiv'n  : 
I  would  not.  Lord,  my  foul  deceive. 
Without  thy  inward  witnefs  live. 

That  ajitepaft  of  hcav'n. 


PETITION.  M 

If  now  the  witnefs  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  teftify  of  thee, 

In  Jefus  reconcil'd  ? 
And  fhould  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  Abba  Father,  cry, 

I  know  myfelf  thy  child  ? 
Ah  !  never  let  thy  fervant  reft. 
Till  of  my  part  in  Chrilt  poffefsM, 

I  on  thy  mercy  feed  : 
Unworthy  of  the  crumbs  that  faM, 
Yet  rais'd  by  him  who  dy'd  for  all, 

To  eat  the  children's  bread. 
Whate'er  obdrudts  thy  pard'ning  lev?, 
Or  iin,  or  rightcoufncfs,  remove, 

Thy  glory  to  display  : 
Mine  heart  of  unbelief  cbnvinge. 
And  now  abfolve  rac  horn  my  liris. 

And  take  them  all  away. 

HYMN    CXni    L.  M. 

I    T\  y/TY  hope,  my  All,  my  Sarkmr  thoil^    f 
xVX    To  thee,  lo  !   now  my  {anl  I  bow  ; 
1  feci  the  blifs  thy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee,   Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

I  Be  thou  my  ftrength,  be  thou  my  way, 
■  Protect  me  through  my  life's  fhort  day  5 
In  all  my  adts  may  wifdom  guide. 
And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  fidje. 

5  Corredl,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  : 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart. 
Then  clafp  me,  Saviour,  to  t}:y  heart. 


jjji  PETITION. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkeft  hour. 
Save  me  from  fin  and  Satan's  pow'r  j 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  niy  Saviour — reign  alone. 

5  My  fufF'ring  time  fhall  foon  be  o'er. 
Then  fhall  I  figh  and  weep  no  more ; 
My  ranfom'd  loul  Ihall  foar  away, 
To  fing  thy  praife  in  cndlefs  day. 

■      HYMN    CXIV.    C.  M. 

I    TESUS,  the  all-fuftaining  Word, 
J     My  fallen  fpirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likenefs,  Lord, 
O  when  fhall  I  wake  up  ? 

3  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 
The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 
Quicken  my  foul,  inflruft  my  heart. 
My  finking  footlleps  flay. 

3  Of  all  thou  haft  in  earth  below. 

In  heav'n  above  to  give. 
Give  me  thine  only  felf  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live, 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love, 

In  myftic  union  join 
Me  to  thyfelf,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowfhip  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourfe  between 

My  longing  foul  and  thee. 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
Throug-h  all  eternity. 


PETITION.  113 

HYMN    CXV.     C.  M. 

I    T  T  O  W  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
XjL   How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  plcafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev*ry  fweet  a  fnare. 

t  The  brighteft  things  below  the  flcy 
Give  but  a  flattering  light  ; 
We  fhould  fufpeft  fome  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  poffefs  delight. 

3  Our  dearefl  joys,  and  neareft  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love. 

How  ftrong  it  ftrikes  the  fenfe  I 
Thither  the  warm  affeftions  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  'em  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food  j 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

HYMN     CXVI.     Pajwn. 

L  L  ye  that  pafs  by, 
To  Jcfus  draw  nigh  : 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jefus  fhould  die  ? 
Your  ranfom  and  peace, 
Your  furety  he  is. 
Come  fee  if  there  eVer  was  forrow  like  hi^. 


A^ 


114  PETITION. 

2  For  what  you  have  done, 
His  blood  muft  atone  ; 

The  Father  hath  punlfti'd  for  you  his  dear  Son* 

The  Lord,  in  the  day 

Of  his  anger,  did  lay 
Your  fins  on  the  Lamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

3  He  anfwer'd  for  all, 
O  come  at  his  call, 

And  low  at  his  crofs  with  aftonilhment  faD. 

But  lift  up  your  eyes 

At  Jefus's  cries, 
Impaflive  he  fufPcrs,  immortal  he  dies. 

4  He  dies  to  atone 

For  fins  not  his  own  ;  [done. 

Your  debt  he  hath  paid,  and  your  work  he  hath. 

Ye  all  may  receive 

The  peace  he  did  leave, 
Who  made  intercefiion,  <'  My  Father,  forgive.'* 

5  For  you  and  for  me 
He  prayM  on  the  tree  ; 

His  prayer  is  accepted,  the  finn^r  is  free. 
The  finner  am  I, 
Who  on  Jcfus  rely, 
^  nd  come  for  the  pardon  God  cannot  deny. 

6  My  pardon  I  cMm, 
Fpr  a  finner  t  am, 

\  finner  believing  in  Jefus's  name. 

He  pui'chas'd  the  grace. 

Which  now  I  embrace  ; 
O  Father^  thou  know'H  iic  h;\th  dy'd  in^my  place. 


PETITION.  115 

7        His  death  is  my  plea, 

My  advocate  fee,  [me  : 

And  hear  the  blood  fpeak  that  hath  anfwerM  for 
Acquitted  I  was 
When  he  bled  on  the  crofs, 

And  by  lofing  his  life  he  hath  carry'd  my  caufe. 

HYMN    CXVII.     L.  M. 

1  "Y  X  T  H  E  N,  gracious  Lord,  when  fhall  it  be, 

V  V      That  I  fhall  find  my  all  In  thee  ? 
The  fulnefs  of  thy  promife  prove, 
The  feal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here. 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near: 

0  dark  !  dark  !   dark  !   I  ftill  muft  fay, 
Amidft  the  blaze  of  gofpel-day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee  I  fain  w^ould  find. 
And  caft  the  world  and  ilefh  behind  ; 
Thou,  only  thou  to  me  be  giv*n. 
Of  all  thou  haft  in  earth  or  heav*a. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flefh  fet  free, 
Jefu,  my  foul  (hall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jefu,  when  I  have  loft  my  all, 

1  ihall  upon  thy  bofom  fall. 

HYMN    CXVIIL    L.  M. 

1   "\  T  7"  Horn  man  forfakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
V  V      Ready  the  outcafts  to  receive ; 
Though  all  my  firaplenefs  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 


no  PETITION. 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ? 
Thou  wilt  in  no  ivlfe  call  me  out, 
An  helpkfs  fcul  that  comes  to  thee, 
With  only  Tin  and  mifery. 

3  Lord,  I  am  fick,  my  ficknefs  cure  : 
I  want,  do  thou  ern'ch  the  poor : 

.Under  thy  n.Ighty  hand  I  ftoop  : 
O  lift  the  abjeA  finner  up  ! 

4  Lord,  I  am  bh'nd,  be  thou  my  fight  I 
Loid,  I  am  weak,  be  thou  my  might  I 
A  helper  of  the  hclplefs  be, 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  I 

HYMN    CXIX.    C.  M. 


I    T  E  S  U  S,  Redeemer  of  mankind^ 
J    Difplay  thy  favin^  pow'r  ; 
Thy  mercy  let  thefe  out-cafts  find. 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

%  Ah  1  give  them,  Lord,  a  longer  fpacc, 
Nor  fuddenly  confume  j 
But  let  them  take  the  profTerM  gracc^ 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 

3  O  would'ft  thou  caft  a  pitying  look 

(All  goodnefs  as  thou  art) 
Like  that  which  faithlefs  Peter's  broke, 
On  each  obdurate  heart ! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod. 

And  crucify'd  afrefh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-vidorlous  blood, 
Aiid  turn  the  itone  to  defli. 


PETfTION.  II^J 

j  Open  their  eyes,  and  ears,  to  fee 
Thy  crofs,  to  hear  thy  cri-^s  : 
Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee. 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dits. 

|6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  flands 
His  rebels  to  receive, 
And  fhevv-s  his  wounds,  and  fpreads  hiS  handf, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  Turn,  and  your  fins  of  decpell  die 

He  will  with  blood  efface  ; 
Even  now  he  waits  the  blood  t'  apply, 
t       Be  fav'd,  be  fav'd  by  grace, 

8  Be  fav'd  from  hell,  from  fin  and  fear; 

He  fpeaks  you  now  forgiven  ; 

Walk  before  God,  be  perfedt  hei-e. 

And  then  come  up  to  heav'n. 

HYMN     CXX.      1 1 2th  Pfalm. 

1  ^^  GOD  of  good,  \\\e  unfathom'd  fea, 
V-/    Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  thee  \ 

Who  would  not  love  thee  with  his  mighty  , 
O  jef  1,  loveii  of  mankind  ? 
Who  would  not  his  whole  foul  and  mlnd^ 

With  all  his  ftr'ength  to  thee  unite  ? 

2  Thou  fhln'ft  with  everlafting  rays  ; 
Before  the  unfufferable  blaze, 

Angels  with  both  wings  veil  their  eyes  ; 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty  flreams 
On  all  thy  works  ;  thy  mercy''s  beamj 

DiffuJive  as  the  fun's,  arife. 


1X8  PETITION.  I 

3  AflonirtiM  at  thy  frowning  brow,  ^l 
Earth,  hell,  and'heav'n's  ftrong  pillars  bovr, 

Terrible  majefty  is  thine  I  ; 

Who  then  can  that  vaft  love  exprefs, 
Which  bows  thee  down  to  me,  who  lefs 

Than  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine ! 

4  High  thronM  on  heav^i's  eternal  hill, 
In  number,  weight,  and  meafure  ftill, 

Thou  fweetly  order'll  all  that  is : 
And  yet  thou  deign'ft  to  come  to  me, 
And  guide  my  fteps,  that  I  with  thee 

Enthron'd  may  reign  in  endlefs  blifs. 

HYMN    CXXI.     Pajion, 

1  /^  JESUS,  my  reft, 

\J    How  unfpeakably  bleft 
Is  the  fmner  that  comes  to  be  hid  in  thy  breaft !  ; 

2  I  come  at  thy  call. 

At  thy  feet  do  I  fall,  i 

And  believe  and  confefs  thee  my  God  and  my  All. 

3  Thou  art  Mary's  good  part,  ^ 
The  thing  needful  thou  art. 

The  defire  of  my  eyes,  and  the  joy  of  my  heart. 

4  My  comfort  and  ilay. 
My  life  and  my  way, 

My  crown  of  rejoicing  in  that  happy  day. 

5  Health,  pardon,  and  peace 
In  thee  1.  pofTcfs  ; 

I  can  have  nothing  more,  I  will  have  nothing  lefs, 

6  I  (land  In  thy  might, 
I  walk  in  thy  light. 

And  all  hcav'n  I  claim  in  thy  God-giving  right. 


PETITION.  119 

HYMN    CXXII.     L.  M. 

For  more  Labourers, 

1  T  E  S  U,  thy  wandering  fheep  behold  ! 
J     See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bowels  fee, 
Poor  fouls,  that  cannot  find  the  fold, 

Till  fought  and  gathered  in  by  thee. 

2  Loft;  are  they  now,  and  fcatter'd  wide, 

In  pain,  and  vvearinefs,  and  want ; 
With  no  kind  Shepherd  near  to  guide 
The  fick,  and  fpiritlefs,  and  faint. 

3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good. 

And  (heep-redeeming  Shepherd  art  ; 
Colledl  thy  flock,  and  give  them  food, 
And  pallors  after  thine  own  heart. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  general  grace. 

And  great  fhall  be  the  preachers'  crowd : 
Preachers  who  all  the  finful  race. 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood, 

5  Open  their  mouth  and  utterance  give, 

Give  them  a  trumpet-voice  to  call 
A  world,  who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  him  who  dy'd  for  all. 

6  In  every  meflenger  reveal 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free  ; 
That  each  may  by  thy  Spirit  tell, 

"  He  dy'd  for  all  who  dy'd  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion  from  above 

Of  that  all-quick 'ning  Spirit  impart ; 
Shed  forth  thine  univerfal  love 
In  ev'ry  faithful  Pallor's  heart. 


I20  PETITION. 

8   Thy  otily  glory  let  them  fcek, 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erfiow  5 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  fpeak, 
A  nd  fpread  thy  mercy's  pralfe  below. 

H  Y  M  N    CXXIII.     S.  M. 
Nativky-Hymn. 

1  Tj^  AT H  E  R,  our  hearts  v^  Hit 
JC     Up  to  thy  gracious  throne. 

And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  g|jfe 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 

The  gift  unfpeakabk        ; 

We  tharkfuUy  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodnefs  tell. 

And  to  tliy  glory  live. 

2  Jefus  the  holy  child 
Doth  by  his  birth  declare. 

That  God  and  man  are  redRnciPd, 

And  one  in  him  we  arc : 

Salvatio*!  through  his  name 

To  all  mankind  is  given. 
And  loud  his  infant-cries  proclaim, 

A  peace  ^twixt  earth  and  heaven. 

3  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  fhall  end : 

The  Lord  of  hofts,  the  King  of  kings. 
Declares  himfelf  our  friend  : 
AiTumes  our  flefh  and  blcpd. 
That  we  his  fpirit  may  gain  ; 

The  everlalling  Son  of  God, 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

4  His  kingdom  from  above 
He  doth  ;o  u^i  imv)?.rt, 


PETiriONT.  121 

And  pnr!?  b?ncvoIcnce  and  love 

O'erflow  the  faithful  heart  : 

Cliang^d  in  a  moment,  we 

The  fvv^et  attraction  find. 
With  open  arms  of  charity 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

:       O  might  ther  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  meekly  in  his  fpirit  hve, 
And  In  his  love  incrcafe  1 
Till  he  convey  us  home, 
Cry  ev'ry  foul  aloud, 
Come  thou  defire  of  nations,  conic, 
And  take  us  up  to  God. 

HYMN    CXXIV.     S.  M- 

For  more  Labourers. 

1  T     O  R  D  of  the  harveft,  hear 
1.  A    Thy  needy  fervants*  cry, 

Anfwer  o'.ir  faith's  effcftual  prciy'r. 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  : 
The  harveft,  truly,  Lord,  is  gvc.tt. 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  fend  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 
A^d  let  them  fpeak  thy  word  of  pow'r 
As  workers  wl:h  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  gofpel-word. 

The  word  of  gen'ral  grace  ; 


122  PETITION. 

There  let  them  preach  the  common  Lord, 

Saviour  of  human  race. 
5   O  let  them  fpread  thy  name. 

Their  miflion  fully  prove. 
Thy  univerfal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all-redeeming  love. 

HYMN    CXXV.     L.  M. 
For  a  ficli  Perfon. 
E  E,  gracious  Lord,  with  pitying  eyes, 


■s 


Beneath  thy  hand  a  fufferer  lies, 
Thy  mercy,  not  thine  anger,  proves ; 
And  fick  is  he  whom  Jefus  loves. 

2  His  to  thine  own  afflictions  join. 
Accept,  exalt,  and  call  them  thine  : 
Thy  paffion  which  remains  fulfil, 
And  fuffer  in  thy  members  ftill. 

3  His  ficknefs  feel,  endure  his  pain, 
His  burden  bear,  his  crofs  fuftain  : 
Grieve  In  his  griefs,  and  figh  his  fighs, 
And  breathe  his  wlfhes  to  the  fkies. 

4  Enter  his  heart,  pofTefs  him  whole, 
Infpire  and  aduate  his  foul ; 
Himfelf  no  longer  let  It  be, 

That  fuffers,  or  that  lives,  but  thee, 
^   Thyfelf  through  fufferings  perfeft  made, 

Conform  him  thus  to  thee  his  head  ; 

Refine,  and  raife  his  virtue  higher,- 

When  try'd  and  purify'd  by  fire. 
6  So  when  his  eyes  behold  thee  near. 

And  thou  his  hidden  life  appear  ; 

Bright  In  thy  likenefs  fhall  he  fhlne. 

And  glorious  all,  and  all  divine. 


REJOICING.  «13 

REJOICING. 
HYMN    CXXVL    S.  M. 

\    dT^  O  M  E,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
\^   And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  fong  with  fwcet  accord, 
While  ye  iurround  his  throne  ; 
Let  thofe  refiife  to  fing 

Who  nev^r  knew  our  God; 
But  fen-ants  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

.  That  all  the  earth  furveys, 

^^    That  rides  upon  the  ilormy  /ky. 
And  calms  the  roaring  feas  ; 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father  and  our  Love  : 
He  will  fend  down  his  heav'nly  pow'r; 
To  carry  «&  above. 

3  There  we  fl^all  fee  his  face. 

And  never,  never  fm  ! 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace. 

Drink  endlefs  plcafures  in  : 
Yea,  and  before  we  rife 

To  that  immortal  ftate. 
The  thoughts  of  inch  amazing  blifi 

Shoi^d  conilant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  : 
Celedial  fruit  on  eaithly  ground 

From  faidi  and  hope  may  grow  : 


124  REJOieiNG. 

Then  let  our  fongs  abound. 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  Imraanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN    CXXVII.    L.  M. 

1  TTA  P  P  Y  the/  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
JTJL   The  blefS^IJ^  God's  chofen  race. 
The  wifdom  cottiJI^rf'rom  above, 

The  faith  that  fweetly  works  by  love, 

2  Happy  beyond  defcription  he. 
Who  knows  the  Saviour  dy'd  for  me, 
The  gift  unfpeakable  obtains, 

And  hcav'nly  underilanding  gains. 

3  Wifdom  divine  !   Who  tells  the  price 
Of  wifdom's  collly  merchandife  ? 
Wifdom  to  filver  we  prefer. 

And  gold  is  drofs,  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fiU'd  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praife  : 
Riches  of  Chrlft  on  all  bellow'd, 

And  honour  that  defcends  from  God. 

5  To  pureft  joys  fae  all  invites, 
Chafte,  holy,  fpiritual  delights  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wifdom  gains ; 
Thrice  happy  who  his  gueft  retains  ; 
He  owns,  and  Ihall  for  ever  own, 
V/'^'dom,  and  Chrift,  and  heav'n  are  one. 


REJOICIN'. .  125 

H  Y  M  N    CXXVIII.     C.  M. 

1  TJ  A  P  P  Y  the  fouls  to  Jefus  joInM, 
X  A    And  fav'd  by  grace  alone  ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 

Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  ; 
They  fing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praife, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ! 
We  in  the  kingdora  of  thy  grace  ; 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holl'ft  leads ; 

From  thence  our  fpirits  rife  ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  ftatutes  treads,     . 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  fkies. 

HYMN    CXXIX.     Mifs  E^zvin's. 


L 


Angels  and  men  'be  join'd. 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  of  mankind  : 
T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  blefs  the  found  of  Jefu's  nam;:. 

Jefus  !  tranfporting  found  ! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
No  other  help  is  found. 
No  other  name  is  giv'n. 
By  which  we  can  falvation  have, 
But  Jefus  came  the  world  to  fave. 


126  REJOICItvG. 

3  Jcfus  !  harmonious  name  ! 

It  charms  the  hofts  above  ; 
Tiiey  evei'more  proclaim, 

And  wonder  at  his  love : 
'Tis  all  their  liappinefs  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  our  Jefu's  face. 

4  His  name  the  finner  hears, 

And  is  from  fm  fet  free ; 
'Tis  muiic  in  his  ears ; 

'Tis  life  and  victory  ; 
New  fongs  do  now  his  lips  employ. 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

5  Stung  by  the  fcorpion  fin, 

My  poor  expiriiig  foul 
The  balmy  found  drinks  in, 

And  is  at  once  made  whole  ; 
See  there,  my  Lord  upon  the  tree  ! 
I  hear,   I  feel  he  dy'd  for  me. 

6  O  unexampled  love  ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace  ! 
How  fwiftly  didil  thou  move 
To  favc  a  fallen  race  ; 
What  fhall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
Wiiat  thou  for  all  mankind  hail  done  ? 

7  O  for  a  tnimpet-voice. 

On  all  the  world  to  call ; 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  him  who  dy'd  for  all  ? 
For  ail  my  Lord  was  crucify'd  ! 
For  all;  for  till  uny  Saviour  dy'd  '. 


REJOICING. 

To  fcrve  thy  blelTed  will, 

Thy  clyiug  love  to  praife, 
Thy  coiinfel  to  fulfil, 
And  minjiler  thy  grace, 
Freely  what  I  rtfceive  to  give, 
The  life  of  heav'n  on  earth  I  live. 

HYMN     CXXX.      Fonmon, 

ARISE,  my  foul,  arife, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
.Before  the  throne  my  furety  Hands  ; 
■My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

He  ever  lives  above 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  all  our  race, 
And  fpvinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary  : 
They  pour  effectual  pray*r.<, 
They  ilrongly  fpcak  for  mc  : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry  . 
Nor  let  that  ranfom'd  iinner  die. 

The  Father  hears  him  pray. 

His  dear  anointed  one  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  prefencc  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  .>.nfwers  to  the  blood, 
liAnd  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God> 


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Mv. 


128  REJOICINC. 

5        My  God  Is  rcconciPd, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  i 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
With  confidence  1  now  draw  nigh. 
And  Father,  Abba  Father !   ciy. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXI.      Pajfion. 

Y  God  I  am  thine, 
7hat  a  comfort  divine  ! 

What  a  bleffing  to  know  that  my  Jefus  is  mine 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb 
Thrice  happy  I  am,  [name 

And  my  heart  doth'  rejoice  at  the  fctind  of  hi 

2  True  pleafures  abound 
In  the  rapturous  found  ; 

And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradifcf  found 

My  Jefus  to  know, 

And  feel  liis  blood  flow, 
*Tis  life  everlaicing,  'tis  heav'n  below  ! 

3  Yet  onward  I  hafte 
To  the  heav'nly  feafl  ; 

That,  that  is  the  fulnefs ;  but  this  Is  thetafle;, 

And  this  I  (hall  prove. 

Till  with  joy  I  remote 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jefus\'j  love. 

HYMN    CXXXII.     C.  M. 

I    '^  j  ^  H  Y  ceafclefs,  unexliauiled  love, 
JL      Unmerited  and  free, 
Dcligjils  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  mifery. 


REJOICING.  129 

J  Thou  waiteft  to  be  gracious  Hill ; 
Thou  doft  with  fmners  bear. 
That  favM,  we  may  thy  goodnefs  kd. 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 
J  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  truth  to  m^, 
To  ey'r)'  foul  abound  ; 
A  vafl:,  unfathomable  fea, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 
I-  Its  ftreams  the  whole  creation  reach, 
So  plent'ous  is  the  ftore  ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each. 

Enough  for  evermore  ! 
Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  th?.t  cannot  move  5 
A  thoufand  pvomifcs  declare 
Thy  conftancy  of  love  ! 
5  Thi;oughout  the  univerfe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  fure  ; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodnefs  mufl  endure. 

HYMN     CXXXIII.      PortfmouiL 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  Is  King, 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  iiag. 
And  triumph  eveniiore : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  fay,  rejoice  ! 
Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love, 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  ftains, 
He  took  his  feat  above ; 
Lift  ::p,   &c. 


130  REJOICIJJG. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jefus  giv'n : 
Lift  up,  &c. 

4  He  fits  at  God's  right-hand. 

Till  all  his  foes  fubmit : 
And  bow  to  his  command,  ^ 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet : 
Lift  up,  &c. 

5  He  all  his  foes  (hall  quell. 

Shall  all  our  fms  dtftroy ; 
And  ev'ry  bofom  fwell 

With  pure  feraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up,  8c c, 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jefus  the  Judge  fliall  come ; 
And  take  his  fervants  up 

To  their  eternal  home.' 
Wc  foon  fhall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  fhall  found.  Rejoice  i 

HYMN     CXXXIV.     Pqffion. 


o 


Of  this  world's  vain  (lore, 
The  time  for  fuch  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er  j 

A  country  I've  found, 

Where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground 

2        The  fouls  that  bdicve. 
In  paradife  live, 
And  ii^e  in  that  number  will  Jefus  receive  ; 


REJOICING.  131 

My  foul  don*t  delay. 
He  calls  thee  away, 
Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  blefs  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know, 

What  he  can  beftow,  [go: 

What  light,  ftrength,  and  comfort,  go  after  him, 

Lo,  onward  I  move 

To  a  country  above,  "       [prove. 

None  gueffes  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

4  Great  fpoils  I  fhall  win, 
From  death,  hell,  and  fin, 

'Midft  outward  afflictions  fhall  feel  Chrlft  within  : 

And  when  I'm  to  die^ 

Receive  me,  I'll  cr)', 
For  Jcfus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find, 
We  two  are  fo  join'd. 

He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind  : 

So  this  is  the  race, 

I'm  running  thro'  grace. 
Henceforth  till  admitted  to  fee  my  Lord's  face. 

6  And  now  I'm  fn  care. 

My  neighbours  may  fliare  [dare  ? 

Thefe  blefiings ;  to  feek  them  will  none  of  you 

In  bondage,  O  why, 

And  death  v.-ill  you  lie, 
When  one  here  affures  you  free  grace  is  fo  nigh? 

HYMN    CXXXV.     S.  M. 

ND  mull  tils  body  die. 
This  well-wrought  frame  decay  ? 
And  muil  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'rirg  in  the  clay  ? 
M 


A' 


132  REJOICING. 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Sliall  but  refine  this  flefh, 
Till  my  triumphant  fplrit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afrelli. 

3  God  my  R-cdeemer  lives. 

And  ever  from  the  fkles 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  duft, 
Till  he  fliall  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  thelc  vile  bodies  fhine, 
And  ev'f)-  fliape,  and  ev'iy  face. 
Be  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thcfe  lively  hopes  we  owe. 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  love  ; 
O  may  we  blefs  thy  grace  below, 
And  fing  thy  grace  above, 

6  Saviour,  accept  tlie  pralfe 

Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  founds  we  raifs 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN    CXXXVL     L.  M. 

I    T_T  E  dies,  the  friend  of  finncrs  dies  ! 

X  JL    Lo  !    Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  llvits  ! 

A  fudden  trembling  (hakes  the  ground  J 
Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  v.'ho  groan'd  beneath  your  load  : 
lie  filed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 

A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  dic^  for  man  I 


RrjoiciNC.  133 

Bat  I0  !   ^'\\zt  fiiclden  joys  "vve  fee, 

JlIus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
The  rifmg  God  forftikf?  the  tomb  : 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rife) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  b.Im  home, 

And  fliout  him  welcome  to  the  fivies. 

3   Break  off  your  teai's,  yi  faints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  ;rrcat  Deliv'rer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  lie  fpoil'd  the  holls  of  he!], 

And  led  the  raonller  death  in  chains  : 
Say,  *'  Liw  for  ever,  wond'rous  King ! 

"  Born  to  redeem,  and  llrong  to  fave  !'* 
Then  aflt  the  monfter— ^*  Whci  e's  thy  llifig  ? 

*'  And  Where's  thy  vift'iy,  boailiiig  grave  J'* 

HYMN    CXXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  T>  L  U  N  G '  D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair^ 
JL      Wc  wretched  fmners  lay. 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 

Or  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helplefs  grief : 
He  faw,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Dc'.vn  from  the  fhining  fta»:s  above 

With  joyful  hafttr  he  fltd  ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  monaLfli-Hi, 
And  dvvtlt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  !   for  thi-  love,  let  rocks  ana  hills 

Their  Ulling  fileiice  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
Tl-e  Saviour*:*  pr-nTr.  rn-^k. 


134  REJOICING. 

5   Angels,  affift  our  mighty  joys, 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raife  your  higheft  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN    CXXXVni.    C.  M. 

1  ~i\  /I"  Y  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys, 
IVl    The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brighteft  days. 
And  comfoit  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darked  fiiades  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  foul's  bright  morning-ftar. 
And  thou  my  rifing-fun. 

3  The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  (hine 

With  beams  of  facred  blifs, 
If  Jefus  fhews  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whifp.rs  I  am  hiso 

4  My  foul  would  leave  this  he?/  y  clay 

At  that  t^  •nfporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  fhining  way, 
To  fee  and  praife  my  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  hell,  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith. 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

HYMN    CXXXIX.    C.  M. 

J    T     E  T  ev'ry^  tongue  thy  goodncis  fpcak, 
JL_J    Thou  Sov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  llrength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak* 
And  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 


RtJO  ICING.  n5 

When  forrows  bow  the  fpirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  diflrefs'd 
Beneath  the  proud  oppreflbr's  frown, 
Thoa  giv'il  the  mourner  reft. 

Thou  know'll  the  pains  thy  fervants  feel ; 

Thou  hear'fl  thy  children's  ciy, 
And  their  bed  wiflies  to  fulfil 

Thy  gi'ace  is  ever  nigh. 

Thy  mercy  never  (hall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fmccre  : 
Thou  fav'il  the  fouls  whofe  hunible  love 

Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

My  lips  fiiall  dwell  upon  thy  praife, 

And  fpread  thy  fame  abroad  j 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raifc 

The  honours  of  their  God. 

HYMN    CXL.     G.  M. 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit, 

COME,  Holy  fpirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick ' ning  povv'rs, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 
In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  our";. 

Lock  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thefe  e:irthly  toys; 
Oar  fouls  how  heavily  they  go 

To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  fongs. 

In  vain  we  ft  rive  to  rife  ; 
Hofannas  languifh  on  our  tongues. 

And  our  dc\x)tion  dies. 
M  2 


1^6  REJOICING. 

4  Father  Hiall  we  then  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  fo  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great. 

5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Come,  filed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  (hall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN     CXLI.     London, 

2    'nr^  H  E  fpacious  firmament  on  high, 
JL      With  all  the  blue  etherial  flcy, 
And  fpangled  hcav'ns  (a  fliining  frame  !) 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 
The  unweary'd  fun  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  pow'r  difplay  : 
And  publiflies  to  ev'ry  land. 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  fhades  prevail, 
The  moon  tak«;s  up  the  wond'rous  tale. 
And  nightly  to  the  liil'ning  earth 
P^epeats  the  ilory  of  her  birth  : 
While  all  the  ftars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn. 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 

And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  folemn  filence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  found 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found; 


REJOICING.  ir 

In  reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  orlorious  voice, 
For  ever  finging  as  they  fhine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine.'* 

HYMN     CXLII.      Chefiunt. 

1  ^'Tn  H  E  vcice  of  my  beloved  founds, 

X     While  o'er  the  5nountain-tops  he  bounds, 
He  flies  exulting  o'er  the  hiils, 
And  all  my  foul  with  tranfport  fills : 
Gently  doth  he  chide  my  ftay, 
*'  Rife,  my  love,  and  come  away." 

2  The  fcatter'd  clouds  are  fled  at  laft. 
The  rain  is  gone,  the  winter's  palt, 
The  lovely  vernal  flow'rs  appear. 
The  warbling  choir  enchants  our  ear ; 

Now,  with  fweetly-p-^nfivc  moan, 
Coos  the  turtle  dove  alone, ' 

HYMN    CXLHI.     Salfiur:^, 

i    TTAIN,  delufivc  world,  ad"eu, 
V      With  all  of  creature-gcvjd, 
Only  Jefus  I  purfue. 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood ! 
All  thy  pleafure  I  forego, 

I  trample  oh  thy  wealth  and  priu 
Only  Jefus  will  I  kno\y. 
And  Jefus  crucify'd ! 

%  Other  knowledge  I  difdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanity  : 
Chrifl:,  the  Lamb  of  God  was  flain, 
He  tafted  death  for  me  ! 


;3S  REJOICING,  .^ 

Mc  to  fave  from  cndlcfs  woe. 

The  fin-atoning  victim  dy'd  i 
Only  jcfus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  crr.cify'"'d  ! 

3  Here  v>ill  I  fet  up  my  reft, 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  bread. 

Shall  never  more  depart : 
Whither  fhould  a  finner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  Hand  opeu  wide  ', 
Oii'Y  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  erucify'd  ! 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleafure  without  end  5 
Tliis  is  all  my  happinefs 

On  Jefus  to  depend  5 
Daily  in  h:s  grace  to  grow. 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  5 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know. 

And  Jefas  erucify'd  1 

5  O  that  1  could  all  invite, 

This  faving  truth  to  prove  : 
Shew  tl;e  kngth,  the  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jefu's  love  ! 
Tain  I  ^vould  to  hnncrs  ftiow 

The  'jlood  by  faith  alone  apply* d ! 
Only  Jefus  will  I  know, 

And  Jefus  erucify'd  ! 

HYMN    CXLW.    C.  IvL 
I    ■^XTITH  joy  we  meditate  the  gracft 
V  V      Of  our  High-Priclt  above  : 
His  heart  is  madc.cf  tcndernefs. 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 


■REJOICING. 

2  Toucli'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  fiamc  ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  fame. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefli, 

Pour*d  out  ftrong  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afre(h 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoaking  flax. 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame ; 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  mcaneft  name, 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  j 
We  fhall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  difl:refling  hour. 

HYMN    CXLV.     L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
J     He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  : 
His  track  I  fee,  and  I'll  purfue 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banifliment : 
The  King's  highway  of  holincfs 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn'd  becaufe  I  found  it  not  : 
My  grief  a  burden  long  lias  been, 
Becaufe  I  was  not  fav'd  from  fin. 


140  RtJOIClNG. 

4  Tlic  more  I  ilrove  againll  its  pea  'r, 
I  j'flt  its  wcig-Ist  and  guilt  the  more, 
Tili  late  1  heard  my  Saviour  iuj, 

*'  Come  hither,  fgul;  *1  am  the  w.vy." 

5  Lo  !   glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  bkd  Lambj 
Shall  take  me  to  thee,  whofe  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  fin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing"  but  love  fiiaii  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  iirmcrs  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  5 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  fay,   '•  Behel4  the  v.niy  to  God." 

HYMN     CXLVI.     Brechurh, 

i    "FT'ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  Hune  ! 
^1..      How  h'gh  tliy  wonders  rife  ! 
l».nown  thro'  the  earth  by  thoufand  figns, 

By  thoufands  through  the  iiiies. 
Thcfe  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'v, 

Their  motions  fpeak  thy  ilcill ; 
And  on  the  wings  <;f  ev'ry  hour 

We  read  thy  patience  Hill.    - 

Z  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  Hands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ^ 
They  ihew  the  labour  of  thy  hanoR, 

Or  imprefs  of  thy  feet. 
Bat  when  we  view  tliy  itrange  defigq 

To  fave  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compafiion  joiu 

In  their  divincll  forms. 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  knov/if. 
Nor  dares  a  creature  giiefs 


REjorcixG.  141 

Wiilch  of  tiic  glories  bnghteil  fnone, 

The  juftice  or  the  grace. 
Ni)w-  the  full  glories  >cf  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains, 
Eri^ht  feraphs  learn  Immanucrs  name, 

And  tr)'^  their  choicePt  Icrains. 

4  O  may  1  bear  fome  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  fopo; ! 
Wonder  and  joy  fhall  tune  my  heart. 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  (Jhofl> 

Wlio  fvveetly  all  agree 
To  fave  a  world  of  finners  loft, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

K  Y  U  N    CXLVII.     C.  H. 

1  l\/rY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  lo^^, 
i-Vx    My  everlafting  All, 

l"ve  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above. 
Or  on  tills  era-tlily  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  flcies, 

And  this  inferior  clod  ? 
There's  nothing  here  dcfervcs  my  joy^, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 

Scattere  his  feeble  light : 
*Tis  thy  fweet  beams  create  my  nooa  ^ 
^         If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whild  upon  my  rcftlefs  bed 

Among  the  fiiades  I  roll. 
If  my  Redeemer  {he\\»8  his  headj 
'Tis  morning  with  jpy  fouL 


142  REJOICING. 

5  To  thee  we  o-.ve  our  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health  and  fafe  abode  : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain 'a  toy  is  glittering  wealth. 

If  once  comparM  to  thee  ? 
Or  what's  my  fafety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

n  Were  I  poiTeflbr  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  liars  my  own  : 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyfelf, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

S  Let  others  ftretch  their  arms  like  feas. 
And  grafp  in  all  the  fhore, 
Gi'ant  me  the  vilits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  deilre  no  more. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLVIII.     Savannah, 

1  /^  H I L  D  R  E  N  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
\^    As  we  journey  let  us  iing  : 

Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praife, 
Glorious  in  his  wo^ks  and  ways  ! 

2  We  are  trav'lling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  lathers  trod  :. 
They  ai^  happy  now,  and  wg 
Soon  their  happinefs  fhall  fee. 

3  O  y€  hanidi'd  feed  !  be  glad, 
Chriil  our  advocate  is  ir?de  ; 
Us  to  fave,  our  fiefti  aiTumes, 
Brother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not  brethren,  joyi;:i  ftand 
0:i  the  borders  of  our  land; 


PFAis?:.  143 

jefus  Clirift,  our  Father's  Son, 

Bids  us  undifmsy'd  go  on. 
5   Lord  !   obediently  we'll  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  ttiU  wiU  follow  thee  ! 

— ^e-e-^t^ — 

P  R  A  I  S  E. 
HYMN    GXLIX.     TaUis. 

1  /^  What  ftiall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praife ! 
\_J  So  faithful  and  true,  io  p]enteon.=:in  grace ! 
So  llroug  to  deliver^  fo  good  to  redeem 

The  weakeft  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  ! 

2  How  happy  tli£  man  whofe  heart  is  fet  free. 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ! 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  f^cf^ 
And  full  they  are  talking  of  Jefus's  grace. 

3  Their  daily  delight  fQail  be  in  thy  name. 
They  fliali  33  their  right  tliy  right eoafaefscb:*T:?i 
Thy  righfeoufnefs  weavirigj  and  cWaas'd  by 

thy  blood, 
Bold  ihall  they  appear  in  the  prefenc?  cf  God. 

4  For  tho'j  ?.!t  their  boaft,  their  glory  and  pow'r. 
And  I  aifo  tmit  to  fee  the  glad  hour, 

My  fours  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead. 
The  day  of  falvatioa  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jdus  my  Lord  is  now  my  defi,Mce  : 

I  truil  in  his  word,  non.e  plucks  me  /rem  thencf , 
Since  1  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  will  ^:io; 
My  Kmg  and  my  Saviour  fhall  rv.ake  me  aacvt-. 
N 


144  PRiilSE. 

6  Yes  I^ord,  I  fhall  fee  the  bllfs  of  thine  ovvii, 
Thy  fecret  to  me  fliall  foon  be  made  known  : 
For  forrow  and  fadnefs  I  joy  (hall  recel .  c, 
i\nd  fhare  in  the  gladnefs  of  all  that  believe. 

H  Y  IvI  N     CL.      113//^  PJalm. 

'LL  praife  my  Maker  Avhile  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  loll  in  death, 

Praife  fhali  employ  my  nobler  povv'rs  : 
My  days  of  prail'c  (IibII  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  hfc,  and  thought,  and  being  lall, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God ;  he  made  the  flcy, 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train  : 
His  truth  for  ever  itands  fecure  ! 
He  faves  th'  cpprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  Ihall  iind  his  promife  vain. 

T'lc  Lord  pours  eye  fight  Qr\  the  blind  ; 
'.'''•e  L  j^d  fupports  the  fainting  mind  ; 

Kc    fends  the  lab'ring  confcieiice  peace  ; 
Tic  helps  the  fcranger  in  diib-els, 
Tl:r  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  tlie  pris'ncr  fvveet  releafe. 

I'll  pri.'iife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
An-d  wiien  my  voice  is  iofl  in  death, 

Praife  Hiall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  v^f  praife  fhail  ne'er  be  pait, 
'Wliil'c  life,    and  thought,  and  being  lait, 

Or  immcA  tality  endures. 


PRAISE.  145 

HYMN    CLI.     L.  M. 

1  "13 RAISE  ye  the  Lord!   'tis  good  to  rail e 
JL      Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  pralfe  : 
Kis  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  dehght. 

2  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heavenly  flames ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 
His  wifdom's  vaft,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd ! 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high. 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  iky  j 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  coth  j 
The  beafts  with  food  his  hands  fuppl)^, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  (kill  or  force. 
The  fprightly  man  or  warlike  horfe  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  aftive  limb  ? 
Ail  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

*6  But  faults  arc  lovely  in  his  fight, 
Ho  views  his  children  with  delight ! 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear  t 
And  locks  and  loves  his  image  there. 

HYMN    CLH.     L.  M, 

I    T  T"  O  W  do  thy  mercies  clofe  nvcro;::;  i 
X  Jl   Tor  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd  ! 
I  biuili  in  all  things  to  abound ; 
The  fervant  is  above  his  Lord  I 


140  PRAISE. 

2   InurM  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  fiiff'ring  life  my  malle>-  led  ; 
The  Son  of  Godj  the  Son  of  M3n, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  bis  head. 

2   But  lo  !   a  place  he  hath  prepar'd 

For  me  whom  watchful  angds  keep  ; 
Yea,  he  hinifeif  become?  ray  guard  ; 

Ii.e  fnaoo'.hs  my  bed,  and  gives  me  fleep. 

4  Jcfiis  protects  5  my  fears  be  gone  ; 

What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move  I 
Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me 'down. 
Thy  everlailing  arras  of  love. 

5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 

Who,  who  (liall  violate  my  red  ? 

Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy  ; 

I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breaft. 

6  I  reft  beneath  th'  Almighty's  fhade, 

My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  ceafe  : 
Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  foul  is  ftay'd, 
Vv'^ilt  keep  me  liill  in  p€rfe6l  peace. 

7  Ivie  for  thine  o'^vn  thou  Idv'il  to  take 

In  time  and  in  eternity  ; 
Thou  never,  never  v^^ilt  fovfake 

A  hclplefs  vv'onn  that  trulls  in  thee. 

li  Y  M  N     CLIII.      Paj/Io?i, 

I         /^    G  0  D  of  all  grace, 

X^  Thy  goodnefs  wc  praife  ; 

Thy  Son  thou  hail  given  to  die  in  our  place : 
With  joy  we  ispprove 
The  dehgn  of  thy  love, 

'^Is  a  wonder  on  earth,  and  a  wonder  above. 


PRAISE.  147 

2  Tongue  cannot  explain 
The  love  of  God-man, 

Which  the  angels  delire  to  look  into  in  vain  • 

It  dazzles  our  eyes, 

Thought  cannot  arlfe. 
To  find  out  a  caufe  why  the  Infinite  dies. 

3  Or  if  pity  inclin'd 
Him  to  die  for  mankind, 

The  ground  of  his  pity  what  feraph  can  find  ' 

He  came  from  above 

Our  curfe  to  remove  ;  [Icve, 

He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath  ioy'd  us,  b^ecaufe  he  would 

4  Love  mov'd  him  to  die, 

And  on  this  we  rely,  [why  • 

He  hath  lov'd,  he  hath  lov'd  us,  we  cannot  tci' 

But  this  we  can  tell, 

He  hath  lov'd  us  fo  well, 
As  to  lay  down  his  life  to  redeem  us  from  helL 

5  He  hath  ranfom'd  our  race  ; 
O  how  fiiall  we  praife, 

Or  worthily  fing  thy  unfpeak;ible  grace  ! 

Nothing  elfe  will  we  know 

In  our  journey  below, 
But  finging  thy  praife  to  thy  paradife  go. 

6  Nay,  and  when  we  remove 
To  the  manfions  above, 

Our  heav'n  fiiall  frill  be  to  Ung  of  thy  love  : 

When  time  is  no  more, 

AVe  ftill  fliall  adore 
The  ocean  of  love  without  bottom  cr  fhoic. 
N  2 


148  PRAISE. 

7        Ere  long  we  fhall  By 

To  the  regions  on  high,  • 

For  Ifrael's  ftrength  cannot  vary  or  lie  ; 
He  foon  fliall  appear^ 
He  more  than  draws  near, 

Our  Jefus  Is  come,  and  eternity's  here« 

H  Y  M  N     CLIV.     L.  M. 

EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  facred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  dellroy. 

2  His  fov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid. 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  I 
And  vvhen  like  wand-ring  Tneep  we  ilray'd. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs. 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife  : 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  > 

Vafl  as  eternity  thy  love  : 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  muft  ftand. 
When  rolliug  years  fliall  ceafe  to  move. 

H  Y  M  N     CLV.     C.  M. 

HE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife 
In  concert  vvith  the  blefl, 
"Who  joyful  in  hprmonious  biys, 
Errioloy  an  endltil^  rcil. 


PRAISE.  149 

2  Thus,   Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 

We  bleft  and  pious  grov/, 
By  hymns  of  praiie  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this,  glad  day  a  brighter  fcene 

Of  glory  was  difplay'd 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  univerfe  was  made. 

4  He  rifes,  who  mankind  hatk  bought 

With  grief  and  pain  extreme  ; 
'Twas  great  to  fpeak  the  world  from  nought, 
'Twas  orreater  to  redeem. 

HYMN     CLVI.     Afiley. 

1    Q  A  L  V  A T I O  N  !    O  the  joyfid  found  ! 
k3    What  pleafure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  fov'rcign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  pordial  for  our  fears. 

CHORUS. 

Glory,  honour,  pra'ife,  and poiver. 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever ; 
jefus  Chr'ijl  is  our  Redeemer  ! 
Hallchfjah  !  pralfe  the  Lord  I 

1   Salvation  !    let  the  echo  fly 
The  fpacious  earth  around. 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fl^-y 
Confpire  to  raiic  the  found.      Glory,   l5c. 

3    Salvation  !    O  thon  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praife  belongs  : 

Salvation  {Ijall  infp;re  our  hearts, 

A'"d  dwell  upon  our  tongues.      Glory,    ':s\ 


')0  PRiilSE. 

H  Y  ;M  N     CLVII.      S/anlon. 

I;j^  R  O  M  ajl  that  dwell  below  the  {kles, 
Let  the  Creator's  praife  arife ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fling, 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'iy  tongue. 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 
Tliy  praife  fliall  found  from  fliore  to  fh^rc. 
Till  funs  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

"Vour  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  longs  of  praife  divinely  fing ; 
The  en-eat  falvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  ihout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name ; 
In  ev'ry  land  begin  the  fong, 
To  ev'ry  land  the-ftrains  belong: 
In  cheerful  founds  all  voices  raife, 
And  fill  the  World  v^^ith  loudell  praife, 

HYMN     CLVIII.     L.  M. 

CO  M  E,  let  U6  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
YJ"ii\\  angels  round  the  throne, 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  ; 
Worthy  the  I^amb,  our  hearts  reply, 

For  he  was  flain  for  us, 

Jcfus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
A^d  bltiiings  more  than  we  can  give, 

]3e,  Lordj  for  ever  thine. 


PRAISn.  ICI 


The  wbole  creation  join  in  one. 
To  blefs  the  facred  name 

Of  aim  tbat  fits  uprm  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


HYMN     CLIX.      SaVtJhury. 


■G 


LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
God  whnfe  glory  fills  the  fl^y  ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man,  the  vvell-belovM  of  lieaven. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  heav'nly  King, 
Thee  we  now  prefume  to  fing, 
Glad  thine  attributes  confefs, 
Glorious  all  and  numberlefs. 

3  Kail,  by  all  thy  works  ador'd  : 
Hail,  the  everlafting  Lord  ; 
Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove 
Lord  of  pow'r,  and  God  of  love  ! 

4  Chriil  our  Lord  and  God  we  own  ; 
Chrlfi:,  the  Father's  only  Son  : 
Lamb  of  God  for  finners  flain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou  ; 
Jcfu,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  fins  away. 

6  Pow'rful  advocate  with  God, 
Juitify  us  by  thy  blood  ! 

Bow  ^liine  ear,  in  mercy  bow. 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement  thou. 


-2  PRAISE. 

Hear,  for  thou,  O  Chrift,  alone, 
With  thy  glorions  Sire  art  one  j 
One  the  Holy  Gholl  with  thee, 
One  fupremc,  eternal  Three. 

HYMN    CLX.     C.  M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  y'  in:imortal  choirs, 
That  lill  the  realms  above  ; 
Praife  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

Shine  to  his  praife,  ye  cryftal  fliics, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  in  (hades  your  thoufand  eyes 

Before  your  brighter  God.  " 

Thou  rcillefs  glol>e  of  golden  light, 

Whole  Veams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night, 

To  own  yourborrow'd  rays. 

Vv^'inds,  ye  {liall  bear  his  name  aloud 

Thro'  the  eiherial  blue, 
For  when  his  cuariot  is  a  cloud, 

He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  ftorms, 

The  troops  of  his  command. 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 

And  fpeak.his  awful  hand. 

I  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  furging  feas, 
In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  refound  his  praife^ 
And  {hore  reply  to  fhore. 


i 

PRAISE.  153  I 

7  While  monfters,  fporting  on  the  flpod, 
In  fcaly  lilver  (hine, 

Speak  terribly,  their  maker,  God, 
And  kill  the  foaming-  brine. 

8  But  gentler  things  faall  tune  his  name 
To  fofter  notes  than  the-fc. 

Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  ilream, 
Or  whifp'ring  thro'  the  trees. 

9  Wave  yom*  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines. 
To  him  that  bids  you- grow; 

Sweet  cluuers,  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  cveiy  thankful  bow. 

10  Let  the  (hrill  birds  his  honours  raife. 

And  climb  the  morning  Iky  ; 
While  o-rov'ling  beads  attempt  his  praife 
In  hoarfer  harmony. 

1 1  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  fing, 

Ye  mortals  take  the  found. 
Echo  the  glories  of  our  King, 
Throu^rii  all  the  nations  round. 


I    r-y^ 


H  Y  M  N     CLXI. 

HE  God  of  Abraham  praife. 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  ; 
Ancient  of  everlafting  days, 
And  God  of  love  : 
JEHOVAH  GREAT  I  AM  f 
By  earth  and  heav'n  confefs'd ; 
I  bow  and  blefs  the  facred  name^. 
For  ever  bklL  -^ 


154  PRAISE* 

2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 
At  whofe  fupreme  command 

From  earth  I  rife — -and  feek  the  joys. 
At  his  right  hand  ; 
I  all  on  earth  forfake, 
Its  wifdom,  fame,  and  pow'r  i 
And  him  my  only  portion  make. 
My  fhield  and  tow'r. 

3  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praife, 
Whofe  all-fuflicient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days, 
In  all  my  ways  ; 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himfelf  my  God  ! 
And  he  (hall  fave  m.e  to  the  end 
Thro'  Jefu's  blood. 

4  He  by  himfelf  hath  fworn, 
I  on  his  oatli  depend, 

I  fhall  on  eagles'  wings  up-borne, 
To  heav'n  afcend  : 
I  fliall  behold  his  face, 
I  lliall  his  pow'r  adore, 
And  ling  the  wondeis  of  his  grace 
For  evermore. 

H  Y  M  N    CLXII.     C.  M. 

I    1\ /fY  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend, 
XVJL    When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  ^nd? 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

a  Thnw  art  my  everlafting  trud. 
Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  ; 


PRAISE.  15^ 

Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blefied  Lord, 
That  I  may  luve  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  (hall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  ceiellial  road  : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength, 
To  fee  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake,  awake  my  tuneful  powers, 

With  this  delightful  fong, 

And  entertain  the  darkell  hours, 

Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 

HYMN     CLXIIL     Shepherd  of  IfraeL 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend; 
Vv^'hoftf  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r. 

And  neither  knows  meafure  nor  end. 
'Tis  Jefus,  the  Firll  and  the  Laft, 

V/hofe  fpirit  fiiall  guide  us  fafe  home  ; 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft, 
And  truit  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN    CLXIV.     C.  M. 

1  ^XT  H  E  N  all  the  mercies  of  m.y  God, 

\  V      My  rifmg  foul  furveys, 
Why,  my  cold  heart,  art  thou  not  loft 
In  wonder,  love  and  praife  ? 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  fuftain'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrefs'd, 

While  in  the  fiicnt  v/omb  I  lay, 

And  hung  upon  the  brcdCc  : 

o 


156  PRAISE. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themfelves  in  pray'r. 

4  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  foul 

Thy  tender  care  beftdw'd, 
Before  my  infant-heart  conceived. 
From  whom  thofe  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  flipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedlefs  fteps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unfeen,  convey'd  me  fafe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

f)  Tlirough  hidden  dangers,  toils  aftd  death', 
It  gently  clear'd  my  way, 
And  through  tlie  pleafing  fnares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodnefs  I'll  purfue  ; 
And  after  death  in  diftant  worlds, 
The  pleafing  theme  renew. 

8  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  grateful  fong  I'll  raife : 
Eut  O  !   eternity's  too  fhort 
I'o  utter  all  thy  praife. 

H  Y  M  N    CLXV.     Epwcrth. 

THOU  God  of  my  falvation. 
My  redeemer  from  all  fm, 
Mov'd  to  this  by  great  compaffion, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within  j 
I  will  praife  thee  : 
Where  fiiall  I  thy  praife  begin  ? 


PRAISE. 

Whl'e  the  angd-ghoirs  arc  crying. 
Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 

1  with  them  would  ftill  be  vying, 
Glor)'-,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  found  of  jcfu's  name'l 


'  Now  I  fee,  with  joy  and  wonder. 

Whence  the  healing  ftrcams  aroie  ;  . 
Angel-minds  are  loft  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  myilerious  ca\'.fz'  : 

Yet  the  blefiing 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

Though  unfecn,  I  love  the  Saviour, 
He  almighty  grace  hath  fhown  ; 

Pardon'd  guilt  and  purchas'd  favour ! 
This  he  makes  to  mortals  knov;n  ; 

Give  him  gloiy, 
Glon',  glory  Is  his  own. 

Angtrls  now  are  hov'ring  round  u?, 
Unpercelv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 

Wond'ring  at  tlie  love  that  crown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  foog  : 

Kallelujah, 
Love  and  praife  to  Chriil  belong. 


H  Y  M  N    CLXVL     C.  M. 


H 


O  W  happy  every  child  of  grace. 
Who  knows  hi?  fms  forgiv'ii ! 
TIjIs  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  plac^, 
I  feek  my  place  in  heav'n  : 


158    TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

A  countiy  far  from  mortal  fight  ;- 

Yet,  O  !   by  faith  I  fee 
The  land  cf  rell,  the  faints*  dehght. 

The  heav'n  prepared  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  bleffed  hope  is  ours  I 

While  here  on  earth  we  ftay. 
We  more  than  taile  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  refurre(5lion  near. 

Our  h'fe  in  Chrift  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  prefence  here 

Our  earthen  velTels  fili'd. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heav*n  beftow. 

And  let  the  veffels  break, 
And  let  our  ranfomM  fpirits  go, 

To  grafp  the  God  we  feek ; 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  to  gaze. 

Who  bought  the  fight  for  me. 
And  fhout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Through  all  eternity. 

— «0'^-^^ 

TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

HYMN     CLXVII.      Qlney, 

PART    THE     FIRST. 

O  M  M  I  T  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  fure  truil  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heav'n  commands ; 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  courfe, 
Whom  winds  and  feas  obey  ; 
He;  fnail  direct  thy  wand'ring  feet, 
He  fhall  prepare  thy  way. 


TRUSTING  IN   PROVIDENCE. 

Thou  on  the  Lord  rely. 

So  faff  flialt  thou  go  on  : 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  iltadfall  eye, 

So  ihall  thy  work  be  done  : 

No  profit  canPc  thou  gain 

By  felf-con fuming  care, 
To  him  commend  thy  caufe,  his  car 

Attends  the  fofteft  pray'r. 

Thine  everlafting  truth, 

Father,  thy  ceafelefs  love 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 

What  bed  for  each  will  prove ; 

And  whatfoe'er  thou  will^il:, 

Thou  doft,  O  King  of  kings  ; 
What  thine  unerring  v/ifdom  choie, 

Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 

Thou  ev'ry  v/here  halt  way. 

And  all  thisgs  ferve  thy  might, 
Thy  ev'ry  aft  pure  bicfling  is. 

Thy  path  unfuIlyM  light. 
When  thou  arii\'it,  Lord, 

WTiat  (hall  thy  work  withftand  ? 
When  all  thy  children  wanL,  thou  giv'il, 

Who,  who  fnail  Hay  thy  hand  ? 
HYMN    CLXVIIL     Olney, 

PART  THE    SECOND. 

I  V  E  to  the  winds  thy  fjar., 
JS"    Hope,  and  be  undifraay'd, 
G  jd  hears  thy  lighs,  and  counts  ihy  tears., 

God  fhall  hft  up  thy  head : 
Through  waves,  and  clouds  and  florms, 
H^  geutlv  clears  the  war  ; 
O    2 


Co         TRUSTING    IN   PROVIDENCE. 

Vv'alt  thou  his  time,  fo  fhall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Still  heavy  is  thy  heart, 

Stiil  fmk  thy  fpirits  down  ; 
Cr.ft  off  the  weight,  let  fejif  depart. 

And  ev'ry  care  be  gone, 

Vv^hat  though  thou  rulell  not. 

Yet  heav'n,  and  earth  and  hell 
Proclaim,   God  fitteth  on  the  throne. 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

;        L.eave  to  his  fov'reign  fway 

To  cliLife  and  to  command. 
So  (halt  thou  wond'ring  own  his  way. 

How  wife,  how  ftrong  his  hand  ! 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counfel  fliail  appear. 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wroisglif. 

That  caus'd  thy  needltfs  fear. 

Thou  feeft  our  weaknefs,  JL.ord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee; 
O  lift  thou  up  the  finking  head, 

Conlirm  the  feeble  knee  ; 

Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  fleadfaft  truth  declare, 
And  publi(h  with  our  latcil  breath, 

TIry  love  and  guardian  care. 

H  Y  M  N    CLXIX.     L.  M. 

/^  OD  of  my  life,  vrhofe  gracious  powV 
'^^JJ    Tliro'  various  deaths  my  feu'  hath  led. 
Or  turn'd  afide  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  finking  head  ! 


TRUSTING    IN   PROVIDENCE.         l6l 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  pro^ndence  I  lee  ; 
Afliil  me  ftill  my  courfe  to  run, 
And  ftill  dWctk  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  fhould  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breaft, 
Secure  w^ithin  thy  arms  to  He, 

And  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  to  reft  ? 

4  I  have  no  /iiill  the  fnare  to  {liun, 

But  thou,  O  Chrill !   my  wifdom  art ; 
I  ever  into  min  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart, 

5  Fooliih,  and  impotent,  and  bKnd, 

L.ead  rae  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  mc  where  I  my  hcav'n  may  find, 
The  heav'n  of  loving  thee  aloi^e. 

6  Enlarge  mv  heart  to  make  thee  room  ; 

Enter,  and  m  mc  ever  ilay ; 
The  crooked  then  fliall  ilraight  become  : 
The  darknefs  fliali  be  loft  in  day  1 

H  Y  M  N    CLXX.     TJfis, 

JEHOVAH-JIREH,  i.  e.  TLe  I.okd  ^^'^ 
provide.     Gen.  xxii.    14.. 


'^KO'  trnuhk'^  affai],  and  diggers  affrigi!%  A 

Tho'  fnVnds  ftionld  all  fail,  and  foes  all  \\ 

unite ; 

Yet  one  thing  fecures  IT'S  vvliatever  betide,  i 

The  T'rc:-:fe  r.Gares  us,  The  Lofd  wilt  pvovid :  •! 

J 


|62   TRUSTING  IN  PROVIDENCE. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  ftore-houfe  are  fed  : 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trnft;  for  our  bread: 
His  faints  what  is  fitting  fhall  ne'er  be  dcny'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may,  Vik^  fliips,   by  tcmpeft  be  toft 
.    On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  loft : 

Tlio'  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  fcripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  rlis  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old : 

Wc  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  the'  we  ar(r  ftrangers,  we  have  a  fure  guide. 
And  truft  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  flop  up  our  path. 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  : 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has  try'd) 
The  heart-cheerinir  promife,  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  Is  in  vain, 
Tbe^good  that  we  feek,  we  ne'er  fiiall  obtain  : 
But  when  fuch  fuggefcions  our  graces  have  try'd. 
This  anfwers    all  queftioiLSj    The   Lord  will 

provide. 

7  No  ftrength  of  our  own,  nor  goodnefs  we  claim, 
Gar  truft  is  all  thrown  on  Jefus's  name  ^ 

In  this  our  ftrong  tower  for  fafety  we  hide-;. 
The  Lord  is  ourpow'r;  The  Lord  will  provide. 

£  When  life  links  apace,  and  deatli  is  in  view. 

The  word  of  his  grace  fhall  comfoi  t  us  through  : 

Not  fearing  or  doubting,  v.'ith  Chrift  en  our 

hde,  [vide. 

We  hope  to  die  {houting,  The  Lord  will  pro- 


1 


TRUSTING   IN  PROVIDENCE.         I  63 

HYMN      CLXXI.      2^d  Pfalm, 
'^  H  E   Lord  my  pafture  fiiall  prepare. 


And  feed  me  with  a  fhcphcrd'a  care 
His  prefence  fhall  my  wants  fupply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eycj 
My  noon  day  walks  he  (hall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend, 

2  When  in  the  fultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirily  mountain  pant. 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  fteps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  foft  and  flow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landikip  flow. 

3  Though  m  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overfpread. 

My  fteadfaft  heart  fhall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,   O  Lord,  art  with  me  ilill ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  fhall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  (hade. 

4  The'  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  flray, 
Thy  bounty  fhall  my  pains  beguile; 
The  barren  wildernefs  fhall  fmile 

With  fuddcn  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  flreams  fhall  murmur  all  around. 

H^Y  M  N    CLXXn.     C.  M. 

I    /^  O  D  moves  in  a  myfterious  way, 
\jjf    His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footfleps  in  the  fea, 
And  rides  upon  the  florm. 


I^        TRUST  I RG,  IN   F  R 0  V  I  D  E N C  F  o 

2  Deep  in  nnfatbomable  mines 

-Of  never-failing  il<ill, 
He  treafures  up  his  bright  dcfigns. 
And  works  his  fov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  f^iints,  iVefli  cqyrage  take. 

The  clouds  ye  fo  oiuch  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  iliall  break 
In  bieffings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  nc-t  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenje, 

But  truil  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  ftniling  face. 

5  His  purpcfes  will  ripen  fall, 

Unfolding  ev^y  hour  : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taile. 
But  fweet  will  be  the  iiow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 

And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  : 
God  is  his  own  intei-preter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

H  Y  M  N    CLXXIII.     Dml'igh. 

1  A    W  A  Y,  my  uabelieving  fear  ! 

J_~JL   Fear  fhall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear. 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  fiiall  I  tlierefcre  let  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yiel^  f ' 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus,  no, 

I  never  will  g{\'t  up  my  (hield, 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 


TRUSTING  IN' PROVIDENCE.        I  65 

Tlie  withering  fi^-trees  droop  and  die, 

The  field's  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 
The  empty  ftall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perifli  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  falvatlon  praife. 

3  Barren  although'  my  foul  remain, 

And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear. 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain. 

But  fin,  and  only  fin  is  here  : 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft. 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee, 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trufl, 

And  gloiy  that  he  dy'd  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  againft  hope, 

Jefus,  my  Lord,   my  God,   I  claim, 
Jcfus,   my  llrength,  fliall  lift  me  up. 

Salvation  is  in  Jefu's  name  ; 
To  me  he  foon  fl-iali  bring  it  nigh, 

My  foul  (hall  then  cut-fS:rip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  fm  behind. 

HYMN    CLXX.IV.     C.  M. 

1  O  TILL  for  thy  loving  kindnef^,  Lord, 

J^    I  in  thy  temple  wait  ;  ^ 

I  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word,  ? 

Or  at  thy  table  meet.  * 

2  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways    '  j 

I  wait  to  learn  thy  will : 
Silent  I  ftand  before  thy  face, 
And  hear  thee  lav,  '<  Be  ftill !" 


^lY)0        TRUSTING  7n   providence. 

3  "  Be  ftlll,  and  know  that  I  am  God  V* 

'Tis  all  I  live  to  know  ! 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  fpread  its  praife  below  ! 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew, 

Thine  image  to  retrieve  : 
The  veil  of  outward  things  pafs  through, 
And  gafp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work,  and  own  the  labour  vain. 

And  thus  from  works  I  ceafe ; 
I  ftrive  ;  and  fee  m)'-  fruitlefs  pain. 
Till  God  create  my  peace. 

6  Fruitlefs,  till  thou  thyfelf  impart, 

Mull  all  my  efforts  prove  ; 
They  cannot  change  a  fmful  heart, 
They  cannot  pvuchafe  love. 

7  I  do  the  thing  thy  laws  enjoin, 

And  then  the  ftrife  give  o'er  ; 
To  thee  I  then  the  whole  refign. 
And  truft  in  means  no  more. 

8  I  truft  in  him  who  ilands  between 

The  Father's  wrath  and  me  ; 
Jefu,  thou  great  eternal  Mean, 
I  look  for  all  from  thee. 

HYMN    CLXXV.     S.  M. 

PART    THE    FIRST. 

!         Q  O  L  D I E  R  S  of  Chrift,  arlfe, 
l^    And  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  ftrength  which  God  fupplics. 
Through  his  eternal  Son  : 

Ij  Strong  In  the  Lord  of  Hofts, 

'  And  ia  his  mighty  pow'r, 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCK.       167 

Who  in  the  ftrength  of  Jcfus  trulls, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 
Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
\Vith  all  his  ilrength  endu'd, 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight. 
The  panoply  of  God  ; 
That  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  paft. 
Ye  may  overcome  through  Chriil  alone, 

And  ftand  entire  at  lall.  * 

Stand  then  againft  your  foes, 
In  clofe  and  firm  array  : 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe 
Throughout  the  evil  day  ; 
But  meet  the  fons  of  night. 
But  mock  their  vain  defign, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heav'nly  light. 
Of  rigliteoufnefs  divine. 
Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weaknefs  of  the  foul : 
Take  ev'iy  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 
And  fortify  the  whole  : 
Indiflblubly  join'd, 
To  battle  all  proceed. 
But  arm  yourfelves  with  all  the  mind 
That  was  in  Clirift  your  head. 

HYMN    CLXXVI.     S.  M. 

PART    THE     SECOND. 

EUT  above  all  lay  hold 
_J   On  faith's  victorious  fliield  : 

Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold. 
You're  fure  to  win  the  iieid  ; 
P 


l68       TRUSTING    IN     PROVIDENCE. 

If  faith  furround  your  heart, 
Satan  fliall  be  fabdu'd, 
RepelPd  his  ev'ry  ficiy  dart, 

And  quench'd  with  Jefu^s  bIocd.> 


Jefus  hath  dy'd  for  you  ! 

What  can  his  love  withftand  ? 
Bdieve!   hold  fall  your  fliield,  and  who 
Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand  ? 
Bc;lieve  that  Jefus  reigns, 
All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  fin's  remains : 
Believe  vourfelves  to  heav'n  ! 


To  keep  your  armcrur  bright, 
Attend  with  conllant  care  : 
Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  light, 
And  vratching  unto  pray'r  ; 
Ready  for  all  alarms, 
Steadfaftly  fet  your  face, 
And  always  exercife  your  arms, 
j;\nd  uie  your  ev'r)-  grace. 


Pray!   without  ceafmg,   pray, 
(Your  Captain  gives  the  word) 
His  iunimons  cheerfully  obey. 
And  call  upcn  the  Lord  : 
To  God  your  ev'ry  want, 
In  inllant  pray'r  dlfplay  ; 
Pray,  always  pray,  and  never  faint . 
Pr:iy!    without  ce:;f]ng,  pray. 


TRUSTING    IN    PROVIDENCE.  1 69 

HYMN    CLXXVI.     L.  M. 

S^e^  j'c'  to£  kingdom  of  GoiU  and  all  thefe  things JJoall 
be  added.      Luke  xii.    31. 

1  "pEACE,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not 
ji  Thy  great  Provider  ftill  Is  near  ;  [fear: 
Who  fed  thee  laft  will  feed  thee  itill, 

Be  calm,   and  fink  into  hrs  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  flcy, 
In  mercy  ftoops  to  hear  thy  cry  ; 

His  promife  all  may  freely  claim, 
"  Aik,  and  receive  in  Jefu's  name." 

3  His  {lores  are  open  all  and  free. 
To  fuch  as  truly  uprip;ht  be  ; 
Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food, 
W^ith  all  things  elfe  which  he  fees  gooi 

j|.  Your  facred  hairs  which  are  fo  fmall. 
By  God  himfelf  are  number'd  all  ; 
This  truth  he's  publiih'd  all  abroad, 
Tiiat  men  may  learn  to  trull  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed. 

And  lends  them  food  as  they  have  need. 
Although  they  nothing  have  in  itore. 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more, 

6  Then  do  not  feek  with  anxious  care, 
What  y?  fliajl  eat,  or  drink,   or  wear  ; 
Your  heav'nly  Father  will  you  feed. 
He  knows  that  all  thefe  things  you  need, 

7  Witiiout  refervc  give  Chrill  your  heart  ; 
Let  him  his  righteoufnefs  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  elfe  he'll  freely  give  ; 
With,  him  you  all  things  (hall  receive. 


1 

lyO  SUFFERING. 

8  Thus  fliall  the  fqul  be  truly  bled, 
That  fecks  in  God  liis  only  refl : 
May  1  that  happy  perfon  be, 
In  time  and  in  eternity  i 

'^^^'^-^ ■ 

SUFFERING. 

HYMN     CLXXVIII.      Traveller. 

OME  on,  ray  partners  in  diftrefs, 
My  comrades  through  the  wildernefs, 
Wlio  flill  your  bodies  feel ; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears. 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celeiUal  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  fpace, 
Look  forward  to  th^  heav'nly  place. 

The  faints'  feciire  abode  : 
On  faith's  ftron^  eagles-pinions  rife, 
And  force  your  pafTage  to  the  flcies. 

And  fcale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  fuffer  with  our  Mafter  here, 
We  fhaii  before  his  face  appear. 

And  by  his  fide  fit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  fare  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  crofs,  fliall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  bleffed  biifs,  infplring  hope ; 
It  hfts  the  fainting  fpirits  up  : 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 
Our  conflicts  here  fhall  foon  be  pall, 
And  you  and  I  afcend  at  lad 

Triumphant  with  oiir  Hcod.  • 


SUFFERING.  171 

5  That  great  myfterious  Deity 
We  Soon  with  open  face  (hall  fee. 

The  beatific  fight : 
Shall  fill  the  heav'nly  courts  with  praife. 
And  wide  diffiife  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlafting  light. 

6  The  Father  fliining  on  his  throne. 
The  glorious  co-(^ternal  Son, 

The  Spirit  one  and  fev'n, 
ConTpire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo  !   we  fall  before  his  feet. 

And  filence  heightens  heav'n. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecftatic  paufe, 
Jefu,  we  now  fuilain  the  crofs,     ' 

And  at  thy  footilool  fidl, 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal. 
Till  thou  our  ravifh'd  fpirits  fill,    • 

And  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN     CLXXIX.      Wtdnejbury. 
I      AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
_/x   And  let  it  faint  or  die, 
My  foul  fhall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  foar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  difembody'd  faints. 

And  find  its  long-fought  reil, 
That  only  blifs  for  which  it  pants 
In  the  Redeemer's  breait. 

^   In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown,         . 
I  now  the  crofs  fuftain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down. 
And  fmilc  at  toil  and  pain- 

P    3 


1)2  SUFFERING, 

I  fufFer  on  my  threefcore  years 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  lervant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jefus  bought  for  me  ! 

Before  rny  ravifli'd  eyes  r 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  fee, 

And  trees  of  paradife  ! 
I  fee  a  world  of  fpirits  bright, 

Who  tafte  the  pleafures  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  iii  fpotlefs  white. 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear, 

4  O  vvliat  are  all  my  fiiiT'rings  here,> 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptur'd  hoft  t'  appear. 

And  w;orniip  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  eafe  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 
Eat  let  me  fmd  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

H  Y  M  N    CLXXX,     Epivorth. 

APPY  foul,  thy  days  are  ended  ; 
All  thy  mourning  days  below  j 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 
To  the  fight  of  Jefus,  go. 

W;iiting  to  receive  thy  fpirit, 
i.o  !   the  Saviour  Hands  above, 

S'l.'ws  the  purchafe  of  liis  merit, 
Reach'  s  out  tlic  crpwn  of  love. 


SUFFERINS.  17:;  1 

3  Struggle  through  thy  lateft  pafiioa  •; 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breail,  *        i 

To  his  uttermoft  falvation. 
To  his  everlalling  jef?. 

^  For  the  joy  he  fets  before'thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 

Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory ; 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

HYMN     CLXXXI.     Dying  Sfeplwu 

1  T  TE  AD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
XJL    We  joyfully  adore  thee  : 

Till  thou  appe'ar 

Thy  members  here 
Shall  Cng  like  thofe  in  glory. 
We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices 
With  bleft  anticipation  ; 

And  cry  aloud, 

And  give  to  God 
The  praife  of  our  falvation. 

2  While  in  affiiciion's  furnace, 
And  paffing  through  the  fire, 

Thy  love  we  praife. 

Which  knows  no  days, 
And  ever  brings  us  nigher : 
We  clap  cur  bands  cxultingj 
In  thine  almighty  favour  ; 

The  love  divine, 

W"hich  made  us  thine, 
'  m  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 


1/4  FUNERAL. 

3  Thou  doft  conduft  thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation ; 

Nor  will  we  fear, 

While  thou  art  near, 
The  fire  of  tribulation  ; 
The  world,  with  fin  and  Satan, 
In  vain  our  march  oppofes ; 

By  thee  we  fliall 

Break  through  them  all, 
And  fing  the  fpng  of  Mofes. 

4-  By  faith  we  fee  the  glory 
To  which  thou  fiialt  reilore  us, 

The  crofs  defpife 

For  that  high  prize 
Which  thou  haft  fet  before  us  2 
And  if  thou  pount  us  worthy. 
We  each,   as  dying*  Stephen, 

Shall  fee  thee  {land 

At  God's  right  hand, 
To  take  us  up  to  heav'nV 

— c^=c:-^^> — ■ 

FUNERAL. 

H  Y  M  N     CLXXXII.     Funeral 

i       AH!   lovely  appearance  of  death, 
X\.   What  fight  upon  earth  is  fo  fair  ? 
Net  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe. 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  folemn  delight  I  fiirvey 

The  corpfe,  when  the  fpirit  is  fled, 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  cby. 

And  lo.nging  to  lie  in  its  iVraJ, 


FUNERAL.  1-5 

How  bled  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ; 
How  eafy  the  foul  that  has  left 

This  weariiomc  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 

Wliofe  relics  with  envy  I  fee. 
No  longer  in  mifery  now, 

No  longer  a  finuer  like  me. 

Tills  earth  is  afFefted  no  more 

With  ficknefs,  or  fnaken  with  pain^ 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  ihall  vex  him  again  : 
No  anger  henceforward,  or  fhame, 

Shall  redden  thi«  innocent  clay  ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame. 

And  pafiion  is  vaniih'd  away. 

4  This  languifliing  head  is  at  reft, 

Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 
Til  is  quiet  immoveable  breall 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more ; 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  feat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  : 
It  ceafes  to  flutter  and  beat. 

It  never  ihall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  fo  feldom  could  clofe, 

By  forrow  forbidden  to  deep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repofe, 

tiave  ftrangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  fupphes  ; 

Thefe  hollows  from  water  are  iixe  : 
The  tears  are  all  wipM  from  thefe  eyei^, 

And  evil  th-ev  never  fhall  fee. 


■ 

I-^u  FUNERAL. 

9  To  rnciirn  and  to  fufFcr  is  mine, 

While  bound  in  a  prifoq  I  breathe. 
And  Ib'Il  for  deliverance  pine, 
^     And  prefs  to  the  ifTues  of  death  : 
What  now  with  my  tenrs  I  bedcAv, 
O  micrht  I  this  moment  become  I 
My  fpirit  created  anew. 

My  flefli  be  confign'd  to  the  tcmb  ! 

H  Y  M  N'  CLXXXIII.    ShrpherJ  of  If  rail 
E  JO  ICE  for  a  brother  deceased, 
Our  lofs  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  foul  out  of  prifon  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  fongs  1ft  lis  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  fpirit  above, 
Efcap'd  to  the  manilons  of  hght, 

And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 
Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Oiit-ftying  the  tempeit  and  wind ; 
His  red  he  hath  fooner  obtai'i'd, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  tofs'd  on  a  fea' of -diftrefs, 

Hard  toiHng  to  make  the  b!e(l  fliore, 
Where  all  is  aiTln-ancc  and  peace, 

And  fo rrovy  and  fin  are  no  more. 
There  ail  the  fiiip's  company  meet, 

Who  faii'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath, 
W^ith  fliouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death  \ 
The  voyage  of  life's  rt  an  end, 

The  mortal  alllidion  is  pair. 
The  age,  that  in  heaven  they  fpend. 

For  cvei-  an4  ever  (hall  lall. 


H  Y  M  g    CLXXXIV.     TrhmhL 

Tl  S  iininr'd,  'tis  done  ! 
The  fplrit  \o  fled, 
The  pris'ner  is  gone, 

The  Chriilian  is  dead  : 
The  Chriitian  is  living 

Thro'  Jems's  love, 
And  gladi)'  receiving 

A  kingdom  above. 
Ail  lionour  and  praife 

Are  Jefiis's  due : 
Supported  by  grace, 

He  fought  his  way  through, 
Triumphantly  glorious 

Through  Jeius's  zeal. 
And  more  than  victorious 

O'er  iln,  death,  and  hell. 
Then  let  us  record 

The  conquering  name, 
Our  captain  and  Lord 

With  Ihoutings  proclaim  , 
Who  truft  in  his  paliion 

And  follow  our  HcaJ, 
To  certain  falvation 

We  all  O-^all  be  led. 
O  Jcfus,  lead  on 

Thy  militant  care, 
And  gi\'C  us  the  crown 

Of  righteouincfs  there  : 
Where  dazzled  with  glory 

Tlie  ieraphim  gaze, 
'^.r:  pro  Urate  adore  thee. 


I  ;  8  FUNERAL. 

5   Come  Lord,  and  difplay. 

Thy  iign  In  the  fiiy, 
And  bear  us  away 

To  manfions  on  high  : 
The  kingdom  be  given, 

The  purchafe  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven 

Eternally  thine. 


HYMN    CLXXXV.     Sion. 

I    TJOSANNA  to  Jefuson  high! 
XJL   Another  has  enter'd  his  reil, 
Another  has  'fcap'd  to  the  flcy, 

And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  breaft  : 
The  foul  of  our  filler  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above, 
Exalted  to  Jefus's  throne, 

And  clafp'd  In  the  arms  of  his  love. 


2  What  falnefs  of  rapture  Is  there, 

AVhile  Jefus  his  glory  difplays, 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  fcatters  the  odours  of  grace  ! 
lie  looks — and  his  fervants  in  light 

The  bleflings  Ineffable  meet : 
He  fmiles,  and  they  faint  at  his  fight, 

And  fall  overwhtlm'd.  at  his  feet. 

3  How  liappy  tlie  angels  that  fall, 

Tranfported  at  Jefus's  name  : 
Tlie  faints  whom  he  foonell  fliail  call, 
To  lliare  in  the  feall  of  the  Limb  ! 


FUNERAL. 

Ko  longer  impriion'd  in  clay, 

Wlio  next  from  liis  dungeon  fliall  fly, 

"Wlio  iiriL  Tnall  be  fummon'd  away — 
My  merciful  God— is  it  I  ? 

4  O  Jcftis,  if  this  be  thy  \v;l], 

That  fuddcnly  I  fhould  d':p?.rt, 
Tliy  ccrunfel  of  mercy  reveal, 

And  whifper  the  call  to  my  Iicart  : 
O  give  me  a  fignal  to  know, 

If  fooa  thou  woLild'it  Jiave  'r.c  remove, 
And  leave  the  didl  body  below, 

And  ily  to  the  regions  above. 

H  Y  U  N    CLXXXVI.     Rimi/ion's, 

I  ^T  AP?Y  who  in  Jefns  live, 
iLjL  But  happier  llil'l  are  thcj 
Who  to  God  their  fpirit?5  give. 

And  Tcape  from  earth  away  : 
Lord,  thou  read'il  the  punting  heart. 

Lord,  thou  heai-'lt  the  praying  iigh  5 
O  'tis  better  to  depart, 
'Tis  better  far  to  die, 
n 

3  Yet  if  fo  thy  Will  ordain 

For  ci:r  companions'  good, 
Let  U3  in  the  flefli  remain. 

And  meekly  bear  the  load  ; 
Till  we  have  our  grief  nll'd  up. 

Till  we  nil  onr  works  have  done, 
Late  partakers  of  our  hope, 

And  fnarcrs  of  thy  throne. 


j  8 o  For  l?ER50Ns  joined  hi  Fellowship, 

3   To  thy  wife  and  gracious  will 

We  quietly  fubmit, 
Waiting  for  redemption  ftili, 

But  waiting  at  thy  feet  : 
When  thou  wilt  the  bleiTmg  give, 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  fee  : 
Only  let  thy  fervants  live, 

And  let  us  die  to  thee. 

^^^^ 

For  PERSONS  j^ned  In  FELLOWSHIP, 

H  Y  M  N    CLXXXVIL     Budth, 

\        f^  OME  away  to  the  ilcies/ 
\^j    My  beloved,  arife, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  waft  borrl^ 
On  this  feftival  day, 
Come  exulting  away. 
And  with  i.'.ging  to  Sion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love 
And  treaiure  above, 

Tho'  our  bodies  continue  below  :    -a 

The  redeem'd  of  the  Lord, 

\Ve  remember  his  word. 
And  with  fingin^  to  paradife  go. 

3  ^'^^'^^  ^ing"J"J?  we  praife 
The  original  grace,, 

By  our  heav'nly  Father  beftov/'d  ; 

Onr  being  receive 

From  his  bor.nty,  and  live 
'V.Ky  ihc  I'oncur  and  glory  of  God. 


For  Persons  joined  in  F e i.  L  o  v/  s  ii  i  p .    i  S  x 

4  For  thy  glory  we  are 
Created  to  (hare, 

Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  ; 

Created  again, 

That  our  fouls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  With  thanks  we  approve 
The  delign  of  thy  love, 

Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jefus's  name  5 

So  united  in  heart. 

That  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feall  of  the  Lamb, 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet, 
AVe  fhail  fuddenly  meet, 

And^be  parted  in  body  no  more  ! 

We  fliall  fing  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heavenly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Hallelujah  we  fing 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praifes  repeat  ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  il:.in 

Hallelujah  again, 
Siiig  ail  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet  '\ 

S        In  alTurance  of  hope, 
Wc  to  Jefus  look  up. 
Till  his  banner  unfurl'd  in  the  a'r 
From  our  graves  wc  ihall  fee, 
And  cry  out,  "  It  is  he," 


And  fly  up  to  ackucwlcdge  liim  there. 


i  8  2  For  Persons  johud  in  Fellows ii  i  p  . 
H  Y  M  N     CLXXXVIII.     Daly, 

1  ^  DME,  let  us  anew 
\^^    Our  journey  pursue, 
With  vigour  arife,  . 

And  prefs  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  flcies  ; 

Of  heavenly  birth^ 

Tho'  v^'and'ring  on  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  firangers  and  pilgrin^iS  ourfelves  we  conftfi-. 

2  At  jefus's  call 
We  give  up  our  all, 
And  uill  we  forego. 

For  Jefus's  fake,  our  enjoyments  btlow  j 

No  longipg  we  find 

For  the  country  behind  ; 

But  onv/ard  u''e  move,  ^ 

And  ftill  we  are  feeking  a  country  abovff 

3  A  country  of  joy, 
Witliout  any  alloy. 
We  thither  repair. 

Our  heart  and  our  treafure  already  are  there. 

We  march  hand  in  hand 

To  Inimanuel's  land  ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth,  for  eternity's  near  ! 

4  The  rougher  our  way, 
The  iliorter  our  (lay  ; 
The  tempefts  that  rife 

Shall  gJcrioufly  hurry  our  fouls  to  the  Ikies  ; 

Tiie  fiercer  the  blaft, 

The  fooner  'tis  pall;. 

The  troubles  that  come. 
Shall  come  to  our  refcue,  and  hailen  us  home. 


c 


For  Persons  yo/Avi  in  Fellowship.   I03 

HYMN     CLXXXIX.     Bullth. 

OME,  let  us  afcend, 
My  companion  and  friend, 
To  talle  of  the  banquet  above  ! 
If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 
If  for  Jefus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love. 

2  Who  in  Jefus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  out-ride 

The  ftorms  of  affliclion  beneath! 

With  the  prophet  we  foar 

To  the  heavenly  iliore, 
And  out-fly  all  the  aiTcws  cf  death. 

3  By  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  peitnanent  home  : 

By  hope  wd  the  rapture  improve  ; 

By  lo\'t'  we  ftill  rife. 

And  look-^ov/n  en  the  fides, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  Is  love. 

4  Who  on  earth  can  conceive, 
How  happv  we  live 

In  the  palace  of  God,  the  great  King  * 

AVhat  a  concert  of  praife, 

When  our  Jcfus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  ling  ! 

5  What  a  rapturous  fong, 
When  the  glorify'd  throno^ 

Ir\  the  fpirit  of  harmony  join  ! 

Join  all  the  glad  choirs. 

Hearts,  voiceti.   and  lyres, 
Avid  the  burden  is  niercv  divine. 


1  84  For  Persons  joined  in  Fe L L o  w  s H  i p. 

6  Hallelujah  they  cry. 
To  the  king  of  the  flcy, 

To  the  great  everlaiiing  1   AM; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  flain. 

And  livcth  again. 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

7  The  Lnmb  on  the  throne, 
Lo !   he  dwells  with  his,  own, 

And  to  rivers  of  pleafure  he  leads ; 

With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 

With  the  light  of  his  face, 
Our  beatify'd  fpirits  he  feeds. 

8  Our  foreheads  proclaim 
His  ineffable  name  ; 

Our  bodies  his  glory  difplay  ^ 

A  day  without  night 

We  feail:  in  his  fight, 
And  eternity  feems  as  a  day  ! 

HYMN    CXC.     C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  great  ShephL-rd  of  ihc  Iheep,    ' 
3     To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 

Thy  little  flock  in  fafety  keep, 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  of  hellifh  malice  full, 

To  fcatter,  tear,  and  flay  ; 
He  feizes  cv'ry  flraggling  foul, 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protet'^tion  t?ihc, 

And  gatlier  with  thy  arm  :    • 
Ur.lefs  the  fold  we  flrfc  forfakc, 
The  \'-o]f  can  never  h-ivr. 


For  Vev^sONS  Joi/ied  in  FELLOWSHIP.    185 

4  We  laugh  to  fcorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  lide  } 
The  (heep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unlefs  he  firll  divide. 

5  O  do  not  fuffer  him  to  part 

The  fouls  that  here  agree  ! 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  ! 

6  Tooretlier  let  us  fvveetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  ftarry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  fky. 

li  Y  M  N     CXCI.     C.  M. 


1  r-j-i  ^  Y  „s,  O  God,  and  ftrj-cli  th' 

X      Of  ev'ry  linful  heart  ; 
Whate'er  of  fm  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart  ! 

2  AVhcn  to  the  right  or  left  we  ft  ray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortlefs  ; 
Biit  (xuide  our  feet  into  the  v.T.y 
Of  cvcrlafting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Loid, 

Each  other's  crofs  to  bear  ; 

Let  each  bis  friendly  aid  afford. 

Arid  feel, his  brothev's  care. 

4  He>i  r.5  to  biii'd  er.ch  other  up, 
Our  littic  '^.(.'ck  improve  ; 

1,  coiilirn;  ctv  hope, 


ground 


i86   For  Persons  jo'vicd  ifi  Fellowship. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  U8  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  haft  made  113  free  indeed, 
And  fpotlefs  here  below.  - 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  : 
Give  U3  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  fanaify'd. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCII.      CarJif, 

HO  U  God  of  truth  and  love, 
We  {cck  thy  perfedt  way, 
R.eady  thy  choice  t'  approve, 

Thy  providence  t'  obey. 
Enter  into  thy  wife  defign, 
And  Ivveetiy  lofe  cur  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  h?.ft  thou  cad  our  lot 

In  the  lame  age  and  place  ? 
And  Vv'hy  together  bvougiit 

To  fee  each  other's  face  ; 
To  join  with  foft^ft  fympathy  ; 
And  mix  our  friendly  fouls  in  thee  ? 

3  Didft  tliou  not  make  us  one,>. 

That  \YC  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain, 
Till  all  tky  utmoil  goodnefs  prove, 

And  rife  renevv^'d  in  perfed  love  I 

4  Surc\^  thou  didft  unite 

Our  kindred  fpirits  here. 
That  all  heieaftcr  m.ight 
Before  tliy  throne  appear  : 


5 


I  For  Pe R  s c ^;  s  joined  hi  Fe  L  L  o  w  s  e-i i  r .    187 

Meet  at  tlic  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  ail  thy  glorious  love  proclaim, 

Th.en  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blefled  end  in  view, 
And  join  \vlt!i  mutual  care. 

To  fight  our  pafTage  ilu-ough  ; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  011,     • 
Tin  all  receive  the  flarry  crov/ii. 

6  O  may  the  Spirit  feal 

(?iir  foi'.ls  unto  that  dav  ! 
With  all  thy  fulneis  fill,  ' 

And  then  tranlport  away  ! 
Away  to  our  eternal  rell. 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breaft  ! 

H  Y  lA   N     CXCIII.      Ha:ulItonh. 

1  T^  A  T  H  E  Pv  of  our  dying  Lord, 
X.      Remember  us  for  good, 
O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  liear  lils  fpeaking  blood  ! 
Give  U5  that  for  which  he  prays  ; 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son  ; 
Shew  his  truth,  and  pow'r,  and  grace  ; 

And  fend  the  promife  down. 

2  Trne  and  Faithful  Witnefs,  thou, 
O  Chrlll,   the  fplrit  give  ! 

Had  thou  net  receiv'd  him  now, 

That  we  might  now  receive  ? 
Art  thou  not  our  living  Head  ? 

Ijlte  to  all  thy  Limbs  impart  : 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  (lied, 

In  every  waiting  heart. 


1 8 8  For  Pe R  s  Q N  s  joined  hi  Ft  L  L  o  v/  s  h  i  p . 

3   Holy  Ghoft,  the  Comforter, 

The  gift  of  Jefus,  come  : 
Glows  our  heart  to  find  thee  near, 

And  fwdls  to  to  make  thee  room  : 
Prcfent  with  us  thee  we  feel, 

Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be  ! 
With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell 

To-  all  eternity. 

HYMN     CXCIV.     Hothain. 

1  TEvSU,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
3     Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Shew  thyfelf  the  Prince  of  Peace  j 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  ceafe. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love 
Ev'ry  Humbling  block  remove; 
Each  to  each  unite,   endear  ; 
Come  and  fpread  thy  banner  here, 

3  Make  us  pf  on-e  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind, 
I^ovvly,  meek  in  thought  and  word  ; 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  each  for  other  care. 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear; 
To  tliy  church  the  pattern  give, 
Shew  hcsw  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  tluis  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  exprefs, 
AH  the  heights  of  holinefs. 


For  Persons  jjined  in  i*  e l ,l o  w s h i p .   i  Sq 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  thy  farr.ily  above; 
On  the  v-jngs  of  angels  fly  ; 
Shew  how  true  believers  die. 

K  Y  M  N    CXCV.     C.  M. 

E  S  U,  unked  by  thy  grace, 
And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
With  confidence  wc  feek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  coTnmon  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  eafy  yoke, 
*A.  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  fpirit  drink  : 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think. 
And  fweetiy  fpeak  the  fame. 

4  Touch'd  by  the  loadftone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  tow'rds  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  tow'rds  thee. 

5  To  thee  infcparably  join'd, 

Let  all  our  fpirits  cleave  ; 
O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  thee,  receive  ! 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfedlnefs, 

Thy  fpotlefs  charity  : 
O  let  us  ftill,  we  pray,  pofTefs 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  ! 


ipo  For  Persons  joined  in  Fello\vskip. 

7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Infenfibly  remove  ; 
Our  fouls  their  change  (liall  fcarcely  know, 
Made  perfeiSl  firll  in  love. 

8  With  eafe  our  fouls  thro'  death  fhall  glide 

Into  their  paradife  ; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride 
Triumphant  thro'  the  fides. 

9  Yet  when  the  fulled  joy  is  giv'n, 

The  fame  delight  we  prove  ; 
In  earth,  in  paradife,  in  heaven, 
Our  All  in  All  is  love. 

H  Y  M  N    CXCVI.    Lo-oc-Feqft, 

PART     THE     FIRST. 

1  /^OME,  and  let  us  fweetly  join, 
\_^    Chrift  to  praiie  in  hymns  divine  ! 
Give  we  all,  v/ith  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raife  ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 
Ant-cdate  the  joys  above, 

Celebrate  the  feaft  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,   In  affecllon  drive  : 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive, 
Such  as  in  the  martvr5i  o"low'd. 
Dying  champions  for  their  God  : 
V/e  like  them  may  live  and  love; 
Call'd  we  are  their  joyr.  to  prove  : 
Sav'd  vrith  them  from  futjire  wrnth, 
Paitners  of  like  precious  faith. 


i^r  Persons  /(////e'^ /;;  Fellowship.   191        l 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jcfu's  name. 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame  : 

One  in  cv'ry  time  and  place,  ■ 

Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace  :  f 

We  for  Chriil  our  mailer  iland,^  ■, 

Lights  in  a  benighted  land  :  •' 
We  our  dying  Lord  confefs ; 
We  are  Jefu's  witneffes. 

4  WitnelTes  that  Chrift  hath  dy'd  ; 
We  with  him  arc  crucifyM  : 

Chrift  hath  buril  the  bands  of  death  ; 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe ; 
Chrift  is  now  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Thither  all  our  vviihes  fly  ; 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love. 

H  Y  M  N     CXCVIL      Foumfery. 

PART   THE    SECOND. 

1  /^  O  M  E,  thou  higli  and  lofty  Lord  :  ;| 
V_y  Lowly,  me-ik,  incarnate  word  ;  [ 
Humbly  ftoop  tj  earth  again  ;  \ 
Come  and  vint  abjecl  man  ! 
Jefu  dear  expefted  gueft, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feaft  ; 
For  thyleif  our  hearts  Drcpare  ! 
Come,  and  fit,  and  banquet  there. 

2  Jefu,  we  thy  promife  claim  : 
We  are  met  in  thy  grer.t  name  : 
In  the  midft  do  thou  appear, 
Manifeft  tj)v  prefencc  here ! 

'  R 


192  /''(?r  Persons  /V/wr/ //j  Fellowship. 

Sanctify  us  Lord,  and  blefs, 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  tliv  peace  : 
Thou  thyfelf  within  us  move  1 
Make  eur  feail  a  feaft  of  love. 

3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound ; 
Let  in  us  thy  bowels  found  ; 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increaf*^ 
Temperance  and  gentlenefs  ; 
Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind. 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind  : 
Meek  and  lovvfuly  let  us  be  be. 
Full  of  gcodncfs,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  UG  all  in  thee  complete : 
Make  as  all  for  glory  meet ; 
Mttt  t'  appear  before  thy  fight. 
Partners  with  the  faints  in  light  ; 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name. 
To  the  marmge  of  the  Lamb : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breaft ; 
Love  be  there  our  endlcfs  feaft. 

HYMN    CXCVKL     C.  M. 

O  M  E,   let  us  ufe  the  grace  divine^ 
And  all  with  one  accord. 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Caricivcs  to  Chrift  the  Lord  : 

Give  up  ourfeivei  thro*  Jefu's  povv*r. 

His  n-^PAt  to  gk>rify. 
And  promiie  in  this  facred  hour, 

For  God  to  live  and  die. 

The  ci.v'nant  we  this  moir.eat  n.ake, 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 


Fcr  Pejisons  joined  in  Feiio 

We  will  no  more  our  God  forfiike, 
Or  caft  his  words  bfblnd. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear 

Who  hears  our  fol^mn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now. 

5  Thee,  Father,'  Son,  and  Holy  Gh-jft, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive  ; 

Prefent  with  the  celeftial  ho(l, 

The  peaceful  anfwer  give. 

6  To  each  the  covenant  blood  apply. 

Which  takes  our  fins  away  ; 
And  regifter  our  names  on  high. 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

HYMN    CXCIX.    L.  M. 
On  admiituig  a  Nev/  Member. 

1  T>ROTHER  in  Chrift,   and  well- hclov'd, 
JL)  To  Jcfus  and  his  fei-vants  dear. 

Enter  and  ihew  thyfelf  approvM  ; 
Eater,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 

2  'Scap'd  from  the  world,  redcem'd  from  faa. 

By  fiends  purfuM,  by  men  abhorr'd, 
Come  in,  poor  fugitive,  come  in. 
And  Ihare  the  portion  of  thy  Lord. 

3  Welcome  from  esrth  ! — lo,  the  right  hand 

Of  fellowship  to  thee  we  give  ! 
With  open  anns  ^r\A  hearts  we  ftand. 
And  thee  in  Jefii*s  name  receive. 


194  Po^'  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship. 

4  Say,  is  thy  heart  refolv'd  as  ours  ?   '' 

Then  let  it  burn  with  facred  love  : 
Then  let  it  tafte  the  heav'nly  pow'rs, 

Partaker  cf  the  joys  above. 

5  Jefu,  attend,  thyfelf  reveal ! 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midil  \vc  wait  to  feel, 

V/e  wait  to  catch  the  fpreading  flame. 

6  Thou  God,  that  anfwereft  by  fire, 

The  fplrit  of  burning  now  impart, 
And  let  the  flames  of  pure  defire 
Rife  from  the  altar  of  each  heart. 

7  Truly  our  fellowfliip  below, 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is ; 
In  thee  eternal  life  we  know. 
And  heaven's  unutterable  blifs. 

8  In  part  we  only  know  thee  here, 

But  wait  thy  coming  from  above— 
And  I  (hall  then  behold  thee  near, 
And  I  fhall  all  be  loft  in  love. 

HYMN    CC.     HotLznu 

On  vifiling  a  Friend. 

FACE  be  on  this  hcvafc  be  IlowM* 
"Peace  on  all  that  here  rclide ; 
Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 

With  the  man  of  peace  abide  ! 
Let  the  Spirit  now  come  dovi^n  : 

JLet  the  blefling  now  take  place ; 
Son  of  peace  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulnefs  of  the  gofpel-grace. 


Pot  ViLKiOiis  Jcined  in  Fellowship.   195 

2  Chrift,  my  mailer,  a!>d  my  Lord, 

Let  me  thy  forerunner  be  ; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Vifit  them,  and  vifit  me  ! 
To  this  houfe,  and  all  herein, 

Now  let  thy  falvatron  come  I 
Save  our  fouls  from  inbred  fin  ! 

Make  us  thy  eternal  home  ! 

3  Let  us  never,  never  reft. 

Till  the  pi-iomiie  is  fulfill'd  : 
Till  we  are  of  thee  poffefs'd, 

Pardon*d,  fancrtify'd,  and  feal'd  ! 
Till  we  all,  in  love  renew 'd. 

Find  the  pearl^  that  Adam  loil, 
Temples  of  the  living  God, 

Father,  Soa,  and  Holy  Ghoft  ! 


■B 


HYMN    CCL     C.  M. 

Parting. 

LEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 
That  will  not  let  us  part  1 


Our  bodies  may  far  oft  remove. 
We  ftlll  are  one  in  heart. 

Joia'd  in  one  fpirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 

And  ftili  in  Jefu*s  footftcps  tread, 
And  fhew  his  praife  below. 

O  mij  we  ever  walk  in  him, 
And  nothing  know  btfide, 

Nothing  dcfire,  nothing  cfteetn, 
Biit  jefus  crucify 'd  ! 

k  i 


196  For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship. 

4  Clofer  and  clofer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expeft  his  fulnefs  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  anfwer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 

The  fame  In  mind  and  heart. 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place. 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  haften  to  the  day, 

Which  fhall  our  flefh  reftore  ; 
When  death  fhall  all  be  done  away. 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

HYMN     CCIL     rrum^d, 

1  T  E  S  U  S,  accept  the  pralfe 
^1     That  to  thy  name  belongs ; 
Matter  of  all  our  praife, 

Subjedl  of  all  our  fongs  : 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came. 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flefh  we  part  a  while, 

But  ftill  in  fpirit  ]oIn'd, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil. 

Thou  haft  to  each  afligu'd : 
And  while  we  do  thy  bl'-ued  will. 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  ilJll. 

3  O  let  us  then  r^o  on 

In  all  thy  plcafant  ways, 
And  arm'd  with  -  •  ;ence,  run 

With  iov  the  .;  pointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  ev  ry  fecking  foul. 
Till  all  attain  the  hcav'nly  goal. 


For  Persons  joined  in  Fellowship.   197 

4  There  we  fliall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain. 

And  parting  are  no  more. 
We  (hall  with  ail  our  brethren  rife. 
And  grafp  thee  in  the  flaming  flcies. 

5  O  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home  ! 
The  heav'ns  fhall  pafs  away  : 

The  earth  receive  its  doom : 
Earth  we  ftiall  view  and  heav'n  dellroy'dj 
And  fliout  above  the  fiery  void, 

6  Then  let  us  wait  the  found 

That  fhall  our  fouls  releafe, 
And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  fpotlefs  peace  : 
In  perfeft  holinefs  renewM, 
Adom*d  with  ChHIt,  and  meet  for  God. 

HYMN    CCIII.     C.  M. 
WaUtng  for  the  Spirit  of  Adoption. 

1  ALL  glory  to  the  dying  I^amb, 
Jl\.  And  nevcr-cealing  pralfe, 
While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 

Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace. 

2  With  this  cold  ftony  heart  of  mine, 

'  Jefus,  to  thee  I  fiet-  ! 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 


Ig8  BIRT  M-DAY 

3  Give  me  to  hide  my  blufhing  fac<. 

While  thy  dear  crofs  appears ; 
DifFolve  my  heart  in  thankfiihiefs. 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

4  O  may  the  uncorrupted  feed 

Abide  and  reign  within ; 
And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  foul  to  fin. 

5  Fatl:ery  I  wait  before  thy  thvoiie  ;    • 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ! 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  fiied  thy  promis'd  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comfort  ftrong  ; 
Then  firall  I  fay,  "  My  Father,  God  !" 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 

BIRTH-DAY. 

H   Y   M   N      CCIV.     Refun-eaiGTi. 

O  D   of  my  life,  to  thee 
jr    My  cheerful  foul  I  raife  j 
Thy  goodnefs  bade  me  be, 
And  fiiil  prolongs  my  day;; ; 
I  fee  my  natal  hour  return. 
And  blefs  the  day  t'jat  I  was  bo5:i>i. 


BIRTH- DAY. 

2  A  clod  of  livin'.r  earth, 

I  glorify  thy  name. 
From  whom  alone  my  birth, 

And  all  my  blcflings  came  ; 
Creating  and  prefcrviiicr  grace 
Let  all  that  Is  williiii  me  pralfj. 

3  Long  as  J.  live  bencatli, 

To  thee,  O  let  me  live  ; 
To  thee  my  ev'ry  breath 
In  thanks  and  praifes  give  ! 
Whate'er  I  have,  v.hate'er  I  am. 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

4  My  foul  and  all  its  pow'rs. 

Thine,  wholly  thine  fhall  be  ; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 

I  confecrale  to  thee  : 
Me  to  thine  image  now  rellorc. 
And  I  fhail  praife  thee  evermoie. 

5  I  wait  thy  will  to  do. 

As  angels  do  in  heav'n ; 
In  Chrift  a  creature  new. 

Eternally  forgiv'h  ; 
I  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  provtj. 
All  fanaify'd  by  fmlefs  love. 

6  Then  when  the  work  is  done. 

The  work  of  faith  with  powVj 
Receive  thy  farouPd  fon 

In  death's  triumphant  hour : 
Like  Mofes  to  thyfelf  convey, 
And  kifs  my  raptur'd  foVd  nv.ny. 


200  EI  RT  M-DAY 

HYMN     CCV.     Bmhh. 

1  AWAY  with  our  fears, 
JTjL.   Tlic  glad  morning  appears, 

When  an  heir  of  falvation  was  born ! 

From  Jehovah  I  came. 

For  his  glory  I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  finging  return. 

2  Thee,  Jefus,  alone, 
The  fountain!  own 

Of  my  life  and  lehcity  here ; 

And  cheerfully  fing 

My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  his  figns  in  the  heavens  appeal'. 

3  With  thanks  I  rejoice 
in  thy  fatherly  choice, 

Of  my  ilate  and  condition  below ; 

If  of  parents  I  came 

Who  honourM  thy  name, ' 
'T\v?.3  thy  wifdoin  appointed  it  ^o. 

4  I  fing  of  thy  grace. 
From  my  earlieft  days, 

Ever  near  to  ailin-e  and  defend ; 

Hitherto  thou  had  been 

My  preferver  from  fm, 
And  I  trud  thou  wilt  fave  to  the  end. 

5  O  the  infinite  cares, 

And  temptations,  and  fnarcs, 
Thy  hand  hath  condu(3^  me  through  J 

O  the  bleffing  beiiow'd 

By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  tiie* mercies  cteinaliy  nev*' ; 


BIRTH-DAY.  2-1      ^_^ 

6  What  a  mercy  is  this, 
What  a  heaven  of  bliis, 

How  unfpeakably  happy  am  I  ! 

Gather'd  into  the  fold, 

With  thy  people  enroH'd, 
With  thy  peopb  to  live  and  to  die  ! 

7  O  the  goodnefs  of  God, 
In  employing  a  clod 

His  tribute  of  glory  to  raife  I 

His  ftandard  to  bear, 

And  with  triumph  declare 
His  unfpeakable  riches  of  grace  ! 
S       O  the  fathornlefs  love, 

That  has  deign'd  to  approve 
And  profper  the  work  of  my  hands  ! 

With  my  pailoral  crook 

I  went  over  the  brook. 
And  behold !   I  am  fpread  into  bands. 
9       Who,  I  afk,  in  amaze, 

Has  be;2[otten  me  thefe  ? 
And  eivfiuire  from  what  quarter  they  came,? 

My  full  heart  it  replies, 

^i'bey  are  born  from  the  fi<ies. 
And  gives  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 
>o     All  honour  and  praife 

To  the   Father  of  grace, 
To  the  Spirit,  and  Son,   I  return  : 

Tlie  buhnefs  puriue 

He  hath  made  me  to  do^ 
And  rejoice  tha^I  ever  was  born. 
i  I      In  a  rapture  of  joy 

My  life  I  employ. 
The  God  of  my  life  to  proclaim  : 


tor  BACKSLIDER. 

'Tis  worth  living  for  this. 
To  ziidminifttr  bhTs, 
And  falvation  in  Jtfns's  name. 

1 2      My  remnant  of  days 
I  ipend  in  his  praife, 
Who  dy'd  the  whole  world  to  redeem  j 
Be  they  many  or  few, 
My  days  are  his  due, 
And  they  all  are  devoted  to  him  ! 

-^-^^^-^ 

BACKSLIDER. 
LI  Y  M  N    CCVI.     BuM. 

PART    THE     FIRST'. 

"FJ"  OW  happy  are  they 
J^Tj.   Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  h?.ve  laid  up  their  treafure  above  ! 
Tongue  cannot  exprefs, 
The  fweet  comfort  and  peace 

Cf  a  foul  in  its  earlieft  love  ! 

2        Thnt  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  nrCt  found  in  the  blood  (.f  the  Lamb  ^ 

"When  my  heart  it  behevM; 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
Wl^at  a  heaven  in  Jefus's  name  ! 

^,        'T\v?.3  an  iieaven  below 
My  tSaviour  to  know  ; 
I'K'i'  H'^s'-'ch  could  do  nothiticr  more 
Tfi  iii  i'c'li  at  liis  fccij 

Ai:'!  tl.:    (lory  rcpoat, 
A  i-k'  'i..,'  T.i'V\.  r  o\  i'i',-:V.rt?  :i;lore* 


BACKSLIDER. 

Jefus  all  the  day  loner 

Was  my  joy  and  my  Tong  ; 
O  that  nil  his  falvation  might  fee  ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cry'd. 

He  hath  fuffer'd  and  dy'd, 
To  reclaim  fiich  a  rebel  as  me. 

On  the  wings  of  his  love 

1  was  carried  above 
All  fm,  and  temptation,  and  pain  • 

I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  fhould  grieve, 
That  I  ever  fnould  fufrer  again. 

1  rode  on  the  flcy, 

Freely  juaify'd  I, 
Nor  envy'd  Elijah  his  feat  : 

My  foul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  lire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet* 

0  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 
Of  my  Saviour  pofTefl:, 

1  was  perfectly  bleft, 

As  if  fiilM  with  the  fulncfs  of  God. 

HYMN    CCVII.     BuM. 

PAR.T    THE     SECOND. 

AH  I   vv'hcre  am  I  now  ? 
Wlien  v;'as  it  or  how 
That  I  fell  from  my  heaven  of  grace  ? 
I  am  brought  into  thrall, 
I  am  firi]-.t  of  my  All, 
J  ;>:n  banifliM  from  jcfns's  face, 

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;04  BACKSLIDER, 

',        liardiy  yet  do  I  know 

How  I  let  my  Lord  go. 
So  infenfibly  flaitlng  afide,- 

Vv^lien  tlie  tempter  c?.rne  in 

With  his  own  fubtie  fm, 
And  infected  my  fpirit  v/ith  pride. 
)        But  I  felt  it  too  foon, 

That  my  Saviour  was  gone, 
Swiftly  vanidiing  out  of  my  light  ; 

My  triumph  and  boail: 

On  a  fudclcn  were  loll. 
And  iny  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 
\.        Only  pride  could  dcilroy 

That  innocent  joy, 
And  make  :ny  lledeemer  depart  : 

But  whatever  was  the  caiife, 

1  lament  the  fad  lofs. 
For  the  veil  1;>  cviine  over  my  heart. 
,-        Ah  !   wretch  that  1  am  ! 

I  can  only  exclaim, 
Like  a  devil  tcniiChted  within, 

A  nd  has  left,   me  alone, 
T'j  the  fury  of  Satan  and  fm. 
5        Notiiing  r.ow  can  relieve, 

Without  comfort  I  grieve, 
I  have  loil  all  rny  ])eace  and  my  pow'r 

,N«V  a.'O'-is  do  I  find 

'i'..  li.:  !;!c!iti  ui    maiiki^id  : 
I  c'Ji\i  ■liic  f  .r  ijis  ivr.i'icy  siu  more. 
7         Tunaue  cannot:  declare 

Ti'i'^'  torinent  I  hc:\i, 
(VVh'k;  no  end  of  my  troulk^  I  f  0 


>.- . 


EACIZSLIDP.R. 

Onh-   Adam  couIJ  tell 

On  the  clay  that  he  fell. 
And  Vv-as  turn'd  out  of  Eden  like  me. 
9,        Driven  out  from  my  God, 

I  wander  abroad. 
Thro'  a  deicrt  of  forrows  I  vcvc  ; 

And  how  great  ts  my  pnin, 

That  I  cannot  regain 
My  Eden  of  Jefus' s  love  ! 
9        I  never  fhall  rife 

To  my  firft  paradifc. 
Or  come  my  Redeemer  to  fee  : 

But  I  feel  a  faint  hope, 

That  at  lall  he  will  Hoop, 
And  his  pity  fliall  bring  him  to  me. 

H  Y  M  N     CCVIII.      Famral, 

1  X_T^^^^^  ^''"^'^^  ^  ^^^^  finncr  in  pain, 
X  J3_    Recover  his  forfeited  peace  ? 
When  brought  into  bondage  ag-ain, 

vViiat  hope  of  a  fccond  relcafe  ? 
Will  mercy  itfelf  be  fo  kind 

To  fpare  fuch  a  rt  btl  a^  me  ? 
And   O  !   4h  I  poffibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ! 

2  O  J  .fus,  of  the 2  I  require, 

If  dill  thou  aft  able  to  fave, 
Tlie  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  f.rc, 

/lad  ranfom  my  foul  from  the  grave, 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  rellore. 

And  fliew  mc  the  life-giving  blood, 
And  pardon  a  finner  once  more, 

And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 


2p6  BACKSLIDER. 

3  O  Jcfus,   III  pity  draw  near, 

Come  quickly  to  help  a  loll  Lul, 
To  comfort  a  mourner  appear, 

And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  wkcle  : 
The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply, 

(Thou  feeft  the  fore  an^uifh  I  feci) 
Save,  Lord,  in-  I  perilh,   I  die, 

O  fave  or  I  fuik  Into  hell ! 

4  I  fmk,  If  then  longer  delay 

Thy  pai-loning  mercy  to  Paow  ; 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  difplay 

The  pow'r  of  thy  pafTion  below. 
By  all  thou  haft  done  for  my  fake. 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  Implore  ; 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  finner  a  fmner  no  more, 

HYMN     CCIX,     i2th  PJalm. 
For  the  Morning, 

1  "T"/^  THE  RE  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope, 

V  V      The  dear  defire  of  nations,  where  ? 
jefus,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  \v^. 

To  thee  direfts  her  m.ornIn|^.  prayer  ; 
And  fpreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
T'  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God  ! 

2  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning- ray. 

Looking,  and  longing  for  thy  word  j 
Come,  O  my  Jefus,  come  away. 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord  ; 
Which  pants  and  ftruggles  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee. 


A     PARENT  3     PRAYER.  20/ 

3  Appear  in  me,  bright  Morning-Star, 

And  fcatter  all  the  fhndcs  of  night ! 
I  faw  thee  once,  and  came  from  far, 

But  quickly  loft  thy  tranfient  light ! 
And  now  again  .in  darknefs  pine, 
Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  fhine. 

4  In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 

To  the  fure  word  of  promised  grace, 
Whofe  rays  a  feeble  lulcre  fhed. 

Faint  glimmering  thro'  the  darkfome  place  j 
Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 
And  rife  the  Day-Star  in  my  heart. 

5  Come,  Lord,  be  manifefted  here. 

And  hII  the  devil's  v/orks  deftroy  ; 
Now  without  fin  in  me  appear. 

And  fill  with  everlafting  joy  : 
Tiiy  beatific  face  difplay, 
Tliy  prcfencc  is  the  perfed  day. 

A   PARENT'S  PP.AYER, 
HYMN     CCX.     C.  M. 

1  if"^  OD  only  wifr,  almii^hty,  good, 
'^^_J^  Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  U3  out  the  narrow  road, 

And  guide  our  Heps  aright  : 

2  To  tletr  our  dang'rous  couriJe  betwe-.n 

The  rucks  On  either  hand  : 
And  fix  us  in  tr.e  golden  mean, 
And  biing  our  char^^e  to  land. 

Co" 


208  NATIVITY. 

3  Made  apt  by  thy  fufficient  grace 

To  teach  as  taught  by  thee, 
We  come  to  t:i-ain  in  all  thy  ways, 
Our  rifing  progeny. 

4  Their  felfifii  will  in  time  fubdue, 

x\nd  mortify  their  pride  ; 
And  lend  their  youth  a  facred  clew 
To  find  the  crucify'd  ! 

5  We  would  in  ev'ry  itep  look  up, 

By  thy  example  taught, 
T'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope, 
And  rectify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  peiTuadc  their  hearts  t*  obey, 

With  mildtil;  zeal  proceed  ; 
And  never  take  the  harfher  way. 
When  love  will  do  the  deed.' 

•'   For  this  we  afi^,  in  faith  fmcere. 
The  wifdom  from  above, 
To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear. 
And  pure,  ingenuous  love  ! 

8  To  watch  tiieir  will  to  fenfe  inclin'd, 
Withhold  the  hiu-tful  food  ; 
A:ul  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
Auv!  dr:uv  tlieir  fouls  to  God. 

^^:^§^ 

N  A  T  I  V  I  T  Y. 
H  Y  M  N     CCXI.     BuiliL 
I  fi^   L  L  hail !   happy  day, 

J."X.   When  enrob'd  in  our  clay^, 
The  Il-.J^enier  appcai'd  upon  earth  : 


NATIVITY. 

How  can  we  refrain 

For  to  join  the  glad  ftrain, 


'2  09 


i\nd  to  hail  our  Immanuel's  birtii  ? 

How  boundk'fs  that  love, 

Firil  begotten  above, 
And  thro'  Jefus  to  fii>ners  made  known  ! 

Lift,  lift  up  the  voice, 

And  exulting  rejorce, 
For  Jehovah  to  earth  is  come  dow.n. 

Ye  angels  of  God, 

Sound  his  pvaifcs  abroad, 
And  acknowledge  him  JAH,  the  Iji^M-;: 

We  alio  will  join  :•,•..-■■.:  i 

In  a  hymn  fo  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  L?.nib. 

To  Chrill  we  will  fing, 

As  our  High-Pi-iJi  and  Eing, 
And  our  Prophet  to  ter.ch  us  the  road  ; 

But  more  tlian  all  this, 

For  altniglity  he  is, 
And  we  own  him  our  crucifyM  God. 

To  Jefus's  praife  ' 

Let  us  fpend  all  our  days, 
For  'tis  he  who  our  furety  halh  Rood  : 

He  fojcuri:ed  below, 

That  his  mercy  might  Bow, 
And  he  purehi;:.'d  oar  pardja  with  b''  ■    ' 


O  may  the  r.^turn 
Of  this  once  blelfed  morn. 
Be  for  over  remc.'.-.bcr'd  Vvith  jo 


bweet  acccnlo  oi  pra;ie 
All  our  voices  ihall  mile. 


Hul 


ieliijahi 


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210  NATIVITY, 

J       Let  echo  prolong- 

The  harmonious  ibng, 
Hallelujahs  again  and  again  : 
He  kindles  the  iire, 
Whom  the  nations  defire, 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  {lrai». 

3        Bleft  Jefusj  while  we 
Pay  our  tribute  to  thee, 

Let  us  worship,  admire,  and  adore  ? 
Accept  as  thy  crown, 
What  before  was  thy  own, 

Hallelujahs  and  praife  evermore. 

HYMN     CCXII.     Sarifhury.  ■ 

1  T  TARK!    the  herald-angels  ling, 
X.  A    *'  Giory  to  the  new-born  King  ; 
**  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild  ; 

*'  God  and  hnners  reconciPd." 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rife. 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  ikies. 
With  tfi'   angelic  hofl:  proclaim, 
"  Chrift  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

2  Cbriil,  by  higheft  heav'n  adop^d, 
Chrift  the  everlalling  Lord  ; 
L:!te  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Oii'?pring  of  a  virgin's  womb  : 
Vcil'd  in  fledi,  the  Godhead  fee, 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jefus  our  Immanuel  here. 

3  H?.'l  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Pjacf., 
Hail  the  Sun  of  right. cufiiciy ! 


new-year's  day. 

Light  and  Vise  to  all  he  bilugs,* 
Rio'ii  with  uealing  in  his  wings; 
Mild  he  lays  his  gloiy  by, 
Eo.-n,   that  man  no  more  may  die  : 
Ejrn  to  raifb  the  Ions  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  fecond  birth. 

4  Come,  defire  of  nations,    come. 
Fix  iti  us  thy  humble  home : 
Rife,  the  woman's  conquering  ieec^ 
Bruife  in  ms  t!ie  ferpent's  head  : 
Adam's  likenefs  now  efface, 
Stam.p  thine  image  in  its  place  ; 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinftate  us  in  thy  love. 

— <€J^^^' 

NEW- YEAR'S   DAY. 

HYMN     CCXIII.      LeriGX. 

1  'nr^  HE   Lord  of  earth  and  iky, 

1       The  God  of  ages  praife, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 

Ancient  of  endlefs  days  ; 
Who  lengthens  oat  our  trials  here, 
And  fpares  us  yet  another  year. 

2  Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 

Wc  cumber'd  long  the  ground, 
No  fruit  of  hohnefs 

On  our  dead  fouls  was  found  j 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  fpare, 
Another,  and  another  year. 


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N-EW-YEAl'':;     i: 


\\'lKn  juilicc  bar*d  ihe  fword 
To  cut  th<?  fig-trce  down, 
Tiie  pity  of  our 


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Cry'd,  ]ct  it  fliil  aJoae  ! 
The  Father  mild  inclines  hk  cr.r^ 
And  fparcs  vs  yet  anoth'iT  year. 

Jcui,  t])y  fptaking  blood 

From  God  obtain\!  the  grace, 
"Who  tlicrefore  hath  beftovv'd 
On  us  a  longer  I'pacc  : 
Thou  didil  in  our  b'-^half  appear. 
And  lo,  we  fee  another  year ! 

Then  d^g  about  our  root. 

Break  up  our  fallow^  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
Tc  :hy  great  praffe  abound ; 
O  let'uR  ail  thy  praife  declare, 
And  fr;iit  unto  perfeclion  bear. 

HYMN     CCXIV.      Con:l/h, 

fj-  ING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praife  ! 
l^j    All  praife  to  him' belongs  ; 
AVho  kindly  lengthen?  out  our  days, 

D^'mands  our  choiceii  fongs, 
Vv  hofc  providence  has|.brcughl  us  tr 

Another.various  year  : 
Vv"e  ?.■!  w^ith  vows,  and  anthems  new, 

Before  cur  Gcd  appear. 

Father,  thy  mercies  paft  we  ov^-n, 

Thy  Hill  continu'd  care  ; 
To  tiiee  prefenting,  thro'  thy  Son» 

Whate'er  \wc  have,  or  are  ; 


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v^...  ].'.^.f,  and  lives  fhall  gladly  facw 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
'\V!:ile  on  ia  Jcfu's  ileps  we  go 

To  ieek  thy  face  above. 

3   Our  relidue  of  days  or  hours. 

Thine,  wholly  tliiue  ihiill  be, 
And  all  our  confccrated  powers 

A  facrlBce  to  Thee, 
Till  jefus  in.  the  clouds  a;^pear 

To  faints  on  earth  fcrgiven, 
A'.id  brin^  the  grand  fabbalic  year, 

The  jubilee  oi  heaveu. 

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G  O  O  D  F  R  I  D  A  Y. 

H  Y  :m  n'  ccxv.   c.  i>i. 

1  /«^    L  A  S  !   and  did  my  Savi.)ur  ble^d  ? 
_ir\.    And  did  ruy  Sov'Veign  die  ? 
W(;iiid  he  devote  thai  iaered  he.ui 

1  or  inch  a  worm  as  1  f* 

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2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  havi?  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing"  pity  !   grace  unknown  1 
Ar.d  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Wrll  might  the  funj'«  davkneG  hide, 

And  fhut  his  glorivs  in  ; 
Wfii.u  Chrilt  the  nil-TUy  rni.ker  dy'J 
Fur  ii^n  the  creaturc'a  'f:n  ! 


•   ,'  7l/\  PRATER    FOR    FAITH 

4  Tims  might  I  hide  my  bliifliing  face,  6 

Wiiile  his  dear  crofs  apperirs : 
I3iftV)lve  my  heart  in  thankfnlnefs,  ( 

And  melt  m.ine  eyes  to  tears. 
r    But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  cf  love  I  ewe  ; 
ITere,  Lord,   I  give  myi-clf  away ; 
'Tis  al]  thiit  I  can  do* 

11  Y  k  N     CCXVI.     Ci  M. 

j^  Prayer  for  Faith. 

IJ^ATHER,  I  iV.-etch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know  : 
If  thou  withdraw  thy  felf  from  me, 
Ah !   whither  fhall  1  go  ? 

2  What  did  thy  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  p?an,  what  lahovir  to  fecurc 
My  foul  from  ei^dlefs  death  ! 

3  O  Jefu,  could  I   this  believe, 

I  now  fliould  feel  thy  powV ; 
Now  my  poor  foul  thou  wouldft  retrieve^ 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  wetiry,  longing  eyes  , 
O  'ct  me  now  receive  that  gift  ; 
My  foul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surclv  thou  cand  not  let  nie  die  ; 

Oipcak,  and  I  fliglf  live  ! 
•  u  lio-e  I   will   a:i-iveary'd  he  ; 
'^""i'l  'dv::\i  tt^v  Sri;;;  jirivi:. 


SINCERE   PRAISE.  21^ 

6  The  worfl;  of  finners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  but  fee  thy  face  ; 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  tafle  thy  pard'ning  grace  ! 

HYMN    CCXVII.     S.  M. 

Sincere  Praife. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 
jr\.  How  glorious  is  thy  name  1 
Thy  wonders  how  diffus'd  abroad 

Throughout  creation's  frame ! 

2  In  native  white  and  red, 

The  rofe  and  lily  ftand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  fpread. 
To  fhow  thy  l]cllful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  flcy 

With  unambitious  fong, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praife  on  higin 
Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rife  and  fing 

To  my  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praifes  due. 

r   But  pride,  that  bufy  fin. 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ; 
Cu  sM  pride  that  creeps  fecurely  fh, 
j:  nd  fwells  a  haughty  worm, 

6  Thy  ';^lories  I  abate, 

Or  praife  thee  with  defign, 
Part  '.. '  thy  favours  I  for^'et, 
Or  cn:nk  \h^  merit  miuc. 
T 


2l6  SINCERE   PRAISE. 

7  Create  my  foul  anew, 

Elie  all  my  worflilp's  vain  ; 
1*hls  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  prove  true 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

8  Defcend,  celeftial  fire. 

And  feize  me  from  above  ! 
Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  defirc,  ; 

A  faa-ii^ce  of  love. 

9  Let  joy  and  vvorfliip  fpend  •, 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God  my  foul  afcend. 
In  fvveet  perfumes  of  praife. 

HYMN    CCXVIII.     Tcilfis. 

1  '\7'  E  heavens  rejoice  in  Jefi;-;'s  grace, 

JL     Let  earth  make  a  noife  and  echo  his 
praife  ; 
Our  all-louing  Saviour  hath  pacify'd  God, 
And  paid  for  his  favour  the  price  of  his  blood. 

2  Ye  mountains  and  vales,  in  praifes  abound, 
Ye  hills  and  ye  dales,  continue  the  found  : 
Break  forth  into  finging,  ye  treeo  of  the  wood, 
For  Jefus  is  bringing  loll  fiiiners  to  God. 

3  Atonement  he  made  for  every  one. 

The  debt  he  hath  paid,  the  work  he  hath  done. 
Shout  all  the  creation  below  and  above, 
Afcribing  falvatiou  to  Jcfus's  love. 

i}.  li's  mercy  hath  brought  falvation  to  all, 
Who  take  it  unbought  he  frees  thefii  from 

thrall, 
Tliroughuut  the  believer  his  glory  difplays. 
And  peifcds  for  ever  the  veiTels  of  grace. 


INCONSTANCY,    hc  '21; 

H  Y  M  N    CCXIX.     L.  M. 

Inrovjlanry. 

LORD  Jefu,  vhen,  v. ben  HoJ!  ^  be, 
That  I  no  more  fhnli  brt-ak  with  tbcj  , 
When  will  this  war  of  paiTions  ceaCe, 
And  my  free  foul  enjoy  thy  peace  ? 

2  Herj?  I  repent  and  fm  again  ; 
jMow  I  revive,  and  now  am  ilain  ; 
Slain  with  the  fame  unhappy  dart, 
Which  Oh  !   too  often  wounds  my  heart- 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  fiiall  I  be 
A  garden  feal'd,  to  all  but  thee  ? 
No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone  ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ? 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  courfe, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  fweet  force ; 

Slill  make  me  walk,  ftill  make  me  tend. 
By  thee  my  way,  to  thee  my  en;d. 

HYMN    CCXX.     S.  M. 

A  Morning  Hymn, 

1  T  T  7  E  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

V  V      O  Day-ftar  from  on  high  ! 
The  fun  itfelf  is  but  thy  Hiade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  il<y. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  fin  difperfe. 

The  mifts  of  error,  and  of  vice, 

Which  Hiade  the  univerfe  ! 


2l8  EVENING    HYMN. 

I   How  beauteous  nature  now  I 
How  dark  and  fad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  plea£ng  change. 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

|.  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 
l*olhite  the  rifing  day, 
Or  Jefu's  blood,  like  ev'ning  dew, 
Wafh  all  the  llains  away. 

5"  May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  paft, 
And  live  this  fliort  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  laft. 

6  To  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit  one  in  three. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now,^ 
And  fhall  for  ever  be. 

HYMN    CCXXI.     C.  M. 

An  Evening  Hymn, 

1  ALL  praife  to  him  who  dwells  in  blifs, 
JiJL  Who  made  both  day  and  night ; 
\Vhofe  throne  is  darknefs  in  the  abyfs 

Of  uncreated  light. 

2  Each  thought  and  deed  his  piercing  eyes 

With  ftriftell  fearch  furvey  ; 
The  deepeft  fliades  no  more  difguife 
Th^  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  doft  guard,  O  King  of  kings. 

No  evil  fhall  moleft  : 
Under  the  fhadcw  of  thy  wings 
Shall  they  fecurely  reft  ; 


SACRAMENTAL.  2ip 

4  Thy  angels  fhall  around  their  be"ds 

Their  conftant  flations  keep  :    ■ 
Thy  faith  and  truth  fhall  fhield  their  heads, 
For  thou  doll  never  flciep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  fweet  repofe. 

And  heavenly  thoughts  refrefhM, 
Our  eye-lids  wilh  the  morn's  uncloie, 
And  blefs  thee,  ever  blefs'd. 

SACRAMENTAL. 

HYMN    CCXXII.     JFel/h. 

1  T  N  that  fad  memorable  night, 

X    When  Jefus  vva?:-  for  lis  betray'd, 
He  left  his  death-rtcording  rite, 

He  took  and  blefs'd  and  brake  the'  bread, 
And  gave  his  own  their  kit  bequeft. 
And  thus  hi$  love's  intent  ejcprefs'd  : 

2  Take,  eat,  this  is  iry  body  given, 

To  purchafe  life  and  peace  for  you, 
Pardon  and  holinefs  and  heav::;n ; 

r>o  this,  my  dying  love  to  flicw. 
Accept  your  precioiTS  legacy. 
And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  m,e. 

5   He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup, 
To  crown  the  facramental  feaft, 
And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up, 

And  gave  what  he  to  them  had  bled  ; 
And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  he  faid^ 
In  fclemn  m^^m'ry  of  the  dead. 

T  2 


220  SACRAMENTAL. 

4  This  is  my  blood  which  feals  the  new 
Eternal  cx)v'nant  of  my  grace, 
My  blood  fo  freely  fhed  for  yoii, 

For  you  and  all  the  linful  race  : 
My  blood  that  fpeaks  your  fins  forgiven, 
And  juftifies  your  claim  to  heaven. 

HYMN    CCXXIII.    S.  M. 

1  X     E  T  all  who  truly  bear 
J|:'  J   The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 

Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 

And  eat  the  Pafchal  Lamb. 

Olir  paffbver  was  flain 

At  Salem's  hallow'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 

Snail  gain  his  largelt  grace, 

2  This  euchariftic  feaft 
Our  every  want  fupplies, 

And  ftill  we  by  his  death  are  bleft. 

And  fhare  his  facrifice  : 

By  faith  his  flefh  we  eat 

Who  here  his  pafTion  fhow, 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  feat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  beftow. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  fufFerings  to  record, 

Ev'n  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord  j 

As  though  we  ev'ry  one 

Beneath  his  crofs  had  flood, 
S.-ivl  feen  him  heave  and  heaxd  him  groan. 

And  felt  his  guftiing  blood. 


SACRAMENTAL.  -221 

|.        O  God  !   'tis  finifli'd  now  ! 
The  mortal  pang  is  pad  ! 
By  faith  his  head  we  fee  him  bow. 
And  hear  him  breathe  his  laft  ! 
We  too  with  him  are  dead, 
And  fhall  with  him  arife, 
The  crofs  on  which  he  bows  his  head, 
Shall  lift  us  to  the  fides. 

HYMN    CCXXIV.     Hamilton's. 

1  TJ   O  C  K  of  Ifrael,  cleft  for  mc, 
X\.    For  us,  for  all  mankind, 
See,  thy  feebleft  followers  fee. 

Who  call  thy  death  to  mind : 
Sion  is  the  very  land  ; 

Us  beneath  thy  fhade  receive, 
Grant  us  in  the  cleft  to  (land, 

And  by  thy  dying  live. 

2  In  this  howling  wildernefs. 

On  Calvary's  fteep  top. 
Made  a  curfe,  our  fouls  to  blefs. 

Thou  once  wall  lifted  up  ; 
Striken  there  by  Mofes*  rod. 

Wounded  by  a  deadly  blow, 
Gufhing  ftreams  of  life  o'erflow'd 

The  thirfly  world  below. 


Rivers  of  falvation  flill 
Along  the  dcfert  roll, 

Rivers  to  refrefh  and  heal 
The  fainting,  finking  foul ; 


222  SACRAMENTAL. 

Still  the  fountain  of  thy  blood 
Stands  for  finners  opcn'd  wide, 

Now,  e'en  now,  my  Lord,  and  Goc^, 
I  wafh  me  in  thy  fide. 

4  Now,  e'en  nmv  we  all  plvrnge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave  ; 
This  is  the  antedote  of  fm, 

'Tis  this  our  fouls  (hall  fave  : 
With  the  life  of  Jefus  fed, 

Lo  !  from  ftrength  to  {Irength  we  life, 
Follow'd  by  our  Rock,  and  led 

To  meet  him'  ifi.th'e  flcies. 


HYMN    CCXXV.     L.  M. 

1  A    UTHORofourfalvation,  thee 
UTjL   With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  pralfe, 
Author  of  this  great  myftery,         .  , 

Figure  and  means  of  faving  grace. 

2  The  facred  true  effedlual  fign, 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  fhows, 
The  glorious  inftrument  divine 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  ftrength  beftows. 

3  We  fee  the  blowd  that  feals  our  peace, 

Thy  parxi'ning  mercy  we  receive  : 
The  bread  doth  vifibly  exprefs 

The  ftrength  through  which  our  fpirits  live. 

I    Our  fpirits  drink  a  frelli  fupply, 

And  eat  the  bread  fo  freely  giveji. 
Till  borne  on  eagle's  wings  we  fly, 

And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heavwi. 


SACRAMENTAL.  22; 

HYMN    CCXXVl.     C.  M. 

1  ^r^    THOU,  who  this  myfterious  bread 
\J  Didft  in  Emmaus  break. 

Return  herewith  our  fouls  to  feed, 
And  to  thy  followers  fpeak. 

2  Unfeal  the  volume  of  thy  grace. 

Apply  the  gofpel-word, 
Open  our  eyes  to  fee  thy  face. 
Our  hearts  to  know  thee,  Lord. 

3  Of  thee  we  commune  ftill,   and  moura 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove. 
Talk  with  us,  and  our  hearts  fliall  burn, 
With  flames  of  fervent  love. 

4  Enkindle  now  the  heavenly  zeal. 

And  make  thy  mercy  known, 
And  give  our  pardon 'd  fouls  to  feel 
That  God  and  love  are  one. 

HYMN    CCXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  T  ESUS,  at  whofe  fupreme  command 
J    We  thus  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vefture  (land, 

Thy  vefture  dipt  in  blood. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word. 

We  break  the  hallow'd  bread. 
Commemorate  our  dying  Lord, 
And  truft  on  thee  to  faed. 

3  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyfelf  reveal. 

And  make  thy  nature  known. 
Affix  the  facramental  feal, 
An4  ftamp  us  for  thine  own. 


224  SACKAMENTAL. 

.•;    The  tokenc  of  thy  dying  love 
O  let  us  all  receive. 
And  feel  the  quick' ning  fpirit  move, 
And  fcnfibly  believe. 

5  The  cup  of  blcfling  bleil  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart  ; 
The  bread  thy  hiyflic  body  be. 
And  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

6  The  grace  which  fure  falvation  brings^ 

Let  us  herewith  receive  ; 
Satiate  the  hungr)^  v/ith  good  things, 
The  hidden  manna  give. 

HYMN     CCXXVIIL     Plymouth 

H  O  is  this  that  comes  from  far. 
Clad  in  garments  dipt  iii  blood  ? 
Strong  triumphant  traveller, 
Is  he  man,  or  is  he  God  ? 

"  I  that  fpcak  in  rightcoiifnefs, 
*'  Son  of  God  and  man  I  am, 

'•'  Mighty  to  redeem  your  race  : 
"  Jefus  is  your  Saviour's  name." 

Wherefore  are  thy  garments  red^ 

Dy'd  as  in  a  crimfon  fea  ? 
They  that  in  a  wine-vat  tread, 

Are  not  ftalnM  fo  much  as  thee. 

'*  I  the  Father's  fav'rite  Son, 

**  Have  the  dreadful  wine-prefs  trod, 

"  Borne  the  vengeful  wrath  alone, 
«  All  the  ficrceil  wrath  of  God." 


SACRAMENTAL.  22 

HYMN    CCXXIX.     PlymoutL 

E  S  U,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come  and  meet  thy  followers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 
JLet  us  now  our  Saviour  find  ; 
Drink  thy  blood  for  fmners  fhed, 
Taile  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare, 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare 3 
T!iou  that  haft  for  fmners  dy'd, 
Shj-.v  thyfelf  the  crucify 'd  ! 

4  All  the  poAver  oi  fm  remove, 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love, 
Stamp  us  with  the  ftamp  divine, 
Seal  our  fouls  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN    CCXXX.     S.  M. 

1  YES  U,  we  thus  obey 

J     Thy  laft  and  kindeft  word. 
Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  haft  enjoin'd, 

Thou  wilt  therein  appear  : 
^Jc  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  fpecial  prefence  here. 

5  Whate'er  th*  Almigrhtv  can 

To  pardun'd  fmners  give. 
The  fuhicrs  of  our  God  made  man 
We  here  with  Chrift  receive. 


226  Exhorting  and  Beseeching,  l^c. 

EXHORTING  and  BESEECHING  to 
RETURN  TO  GOD. 


HYMN    CCXXXI.     Tallis, 

1  f\  ALL  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  near, 
V^    He  utters  a  cry,  ye  fmners,  give  ear! 
From  hell  to  retrieve  you  he  fpreads  out  his 

hands  : 
Now,  now  to  receive  you,  he  gracioufly  ftands. 

2  If  any  man  thirft,  and  happy  would  be, 
The  vileft  and  word  may  come  unto  me  ; 
May  drink  of  my  fpirit   (excepted  is  none) 
Lay  claim  to  my  merit,  and  take  for  his  own. 

3  Whoever  receives  the  life-giving  word, 
In  Jefus  believes,  his  God  and  his  Lord, 
In  him  a  pure  river  of  life  fhall  arife. 
Shall  in  the  believer  fpring  up  to  the  fliies. 

4  My  God,  and  my  Lord  !  thy  ca"  I  obey  ; 
My  foul  on  thy  word  of  promi.^  I  flay : 
Thy  kind  invitation  I  gladly  embrace, 
Athirft  for  falvation,  falv^tion  by  grace. 

5  O  haften  the  hour !   fend  down  from  above 
The  fpirit  of  power,  of  health,  and  of  love  ; 
Of  filial  fear,  of  knowledge  and  grace  ; 

Of  wifdom,  of  prayer,  of  joy,  and  of  praifc  : 


Exhorting  and  Beseeching,  ^c,  227 

6  The  fpirit  cf  faith,  of  faith  in  thy  blood, 
Which  faves  us  from  wrath,  and  brings  us  to 

God; 
Removes  the  huge  mountain  of  indv/eUing  fm, 
And  opens  a  fountain  that  wafhes  us  clean. 

HYMN     CCXXXII.     Tains. 

1  "T^  H  Y  faithfulnefs.  Lord,  each  moment  we 

X  find, 

So  true  to  thy  word,  fo  loving  and  kind  1 
Thy  mercy  fo  tender  to  all  the  loft  race, 
The  foulell  offender  may  turn  and  find  grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  to  others  I  (hew : 
I  fet  to  my  feal  that  Jefus  is  true ; 

Ye  all  may  find  favour,  who  come  at  his  call; 
O  come  to  my  Saviour :  his  grace  is  for  all. 

3  To  fave  what  was  loft  from  heaven  he  came ; 
Come,  finncrs,  and  truft  in  Jefus's  name! 
He  offers  you  pardon,  he  bids  you  be  free  ! 
If  fin  be  your  burden,  O  come  unto  me  ! 

4  O  let  me  commend  my  Saviour  to  you. 
The  publican's  friend,  and  advocate  too : 
For  you  he  is  pleading  his  merits  and  death, 
With  God  interceding  for  finners  beneath. 

5  Then  let  us  fubmit  his  grace  to  receive. 
Fall  down  at  his  feet,  and  gladly  believe  ; 
Wc  all  are  forgiven  for  Jefus' s  fake  : 
Our  title  to  hcnvou  his  merit  we  make. 

U 


228      PLEASANTNESS  OF  RELIGION. 

Defcrlhhi^  the  Pkafantnefs  of  Religion. 

II  Y  M  N     CCXXXIII.     TrlumpL 

E  J  O I C  E  evermore  with  angels  above, 
In  Jefus's  pow'r,  in  Jeuis's  love : 
With  gliid  exultation  your  triumph  proclaim, 
Afcribin^^  falvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb ! 

1  Tlioa,  Lord,  our  relief  in  trouLIe  haft  been  : 
Halt  iav'd  us  from  grief,  haft  fav'd  us  from  fin  : 
The  power  of  th^/  Spirit  hath  fct  our  hearts  fiee, 
And  now  we  iiiherit  all  fulntfs  in  thee. 

3   All  fulncfs  of  peace,   all  fulnefs  of  joy, 
And  Ipiritual  bhfs  that  never  (Lall  cloy, 
To  us  it  is  given  i-n  Jtfus  tt^  know 
A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

^  No  longer  we  join,  while  hnners  invite, 
Nv^r  envy  the  fwine  their  brutifii  delight  j 
Their  joy  is  all  fadnefs,  their  mirth  is  all  vain  ; 
Their  laughter  is  madnefs,  their  pleafure  is  pain^ 

5  O  might  they  at  laft  with  forrow  return. 
The  pleafures  to  tafte  for  which  they  were  born  : 
Our  Jefus  receiving,   our  happinefa  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  h-eaven  of  iove. 

II  Y  M  N     CCXXXIV.     D^dkatiofu 

7«r  7  E  xA  R  Y  fouU  that  wonder  wide 
F.t)m  the  central  point  of  bliis^ 
Turn  to  Jefus  crucify 'd, 

Fly  to  thofe  dear  wounds  of  j^.:*> : 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Kii^  i:.to  thclifc  cf  GcJ: 


DESCRIBING    JUDGMENT.  22^ 

2   Find  in  Chrifl  the  way  of  peace, 

Peace  iinfp?ak.:ible,  imknowu  ; 
Tjv  Ms  pain  he  gives  you  cafe, 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan  ; 
Rife  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Chrill  your  all  in  all. 
^   O  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  fen  hath  given  ! 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too : 

Find  on  earth,  the  life  of  heaven  ; 
Live  the  life  of  heaverr  above, 
y\ll  the  life  of  glorious  love. 
4  This  the  univcrfal  blifs, 

Blifs  for  every  foul  defign'd : 
God's  original  promife  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind  : 
Bleft  in  Chrift  this  moment  be  ! 
Bled  to  all  eternity  ! 

H  Y  M  N    CCXXXY.     Kinzftvood. 

DejcriUng  of  jftidgmeni. 

I    Q  T  A  N  D  th'  omnipotent  decree  \ 
C3   Jehov3ii's  will  be  done  : 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  fee* 

And  hear  her  fmal  graan  : 
Let  this  earth  difTolve  and  blend 

In  death  the  wicked  and  the  juft, 
Let  taofe  pond'rous  orbs  defcend, 

And  grind  us  into  dud:. 
Refli  fecurc  the  righteous  man  : 

At  his  Redeemer's  beck. 
Sure  to  emerge  and  rife  again, 

And  mo;ir:«t  above  the  Vv'reck. 


230  X)E5CRIBING    HEAVEN. 

Lo  !  the  heavenly  fplrit  towers, 

Like  flames  o'er  nature's  fim'ral  pyre, 

Triumphs  in  immortal  powers,. 
And  claps  his  wings  of  £re ! 

3  Nothing  hath  the  juit  to  lofe 

By  worlds  on  worlds  defl:roy*d. 
For  beneath  his  feet  he  views 

With  fmiles  the  flaming  void  ; 
Sees  this  univerfe  renevv'd, 

The  grand  raillenial  year  begun  ; 
Shouts  with  all  the  fons  of  God 

Around  th'  eternal  throne  ! 

4  Refiling  in  this  glorious  hope 

To  be  at  lafl:  refl:or'd. 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up 

To  earthquake,  plague,  or  fword, 
Lift'ning  for  the  call  divijie, 

The  lateft  trumpet  of  the  feven  ; 
Soon  our  foul  and  dull  fliall  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN    CCXXXVI.     FuneraL 
Defcrlblng  of  Heaven. 

1  T    L  O  N  G  to  heboid  him  array 'd 
X    With  glory  and  light  from  above, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  difpluy'd, 

His  beauty  of  holieii  love  : 
I  languifh  and  figh  to  be  there. 

Where  Jefus  hath  fix'd  his  abode ; 
O  vi'hen  fliall  we  meet  in  the  air, 

And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God ! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  fliall  fliand 

(For  Jeius  hath  Ipoken  the  word) 


PRAYING    FOR    A    BLESSING.  23  I 

The  breadth  Ox^  InfimaiiUers  land 

Survey  by  the  liglit  of  my  Lord  : 
But  when  on  thy  bofom  reclin'd 

Thy  face  I  am  ftrengthened  to  fee, 
.    My  fulncfs  of  rapture  I  find, 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 
3   How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 

Secure  in  tlie  city  above  ! 
No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  ficknefs  nor  fon-ow  fliall  prove  ; 
Phyiiclan  of  fouls,  unto  me 

Forgivenefs  and  holinefs  give  ; 
And  then  from  the  body  fet  free, 

And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

HYMN    CCXXXVn.    Bexl^y. 

Praying  for  a  BleJJing, 

1  ^"T^  HOU  fon  of  God,  vvhofc  fiamijig  eyc: 

A      Our  inmoft  thoughts  perceive, 
iVccept  the  evening-facrince. 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourfelves  fincere : 
But  Oiew  us.  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worfhipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  foul  that  knov^•o  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  o7  thee  ? 
A  flranger  to  the  blood  which  bougl-t 

His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 
^  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 

H's  defperate  (late  explain  : 
A;v.!  n:l  :iis  heart  with  facred  uvieP, 


:\nd  penitential 
U  2 


pam. 


232         PRAYING   FOR   A   BLESSING. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  which  wakes  the  dead., 

And  bid  the  fleeper  rife, 
And  bid  his  guihy  confcience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

6  Extort  the  cry,  What  miifl  be  done 

To  fave  a  wretch  Hke  me  ? 
How  fhall  a  trembling  fmner  fhun 
That  endlefs  mifery  ? 

7  I  muft  this  inftant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  fleep  to  wake ; 
And  turn  to  God,  and  ev'ry  fm 
Continually  forfakc. 

8  I  muft  for  faith  inceflant  cry. 

And  wreftle.  Lord,  with  thee  ! 
I  muft.  be  born  again  or  die 
To  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN     CCXXXVIII.     JldrlcL 

1  (O  OME,   O  thou  all-viaorious  Lord,  '■ 
V-y    Thy  pow'r  to  us  make  known  : 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 

And  break  thefe  hearts  of  ilone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  bcgia 

Our  foolifhnefs  to  mourn  ! 
And  tm-n  at  once  from  ev'ry  fin. 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourfelves  and  thef^  to  know 

In  this  our  gracious  dn^- ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bcftow. 

And  take  our  fms  avray. 

4  Conclude  us  firfl  in  unbelief. 

And  freely  then  rcleafj  ; 


DESCRIBING   rORMAL   RELIGION.    233 

Fill  every  foul  with  facred  grief, 
And  then  with  facred  peace. 

5  Impoverifh,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrich  the  poor ; 
The  knoXvIedge  of  our  ficknefs  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blefied  fenfe  of  guilt  impart. 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Trouble  and  wafh  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Oar  defperate  ftate  through  fm  declare, 

And  fpeak  our  fins  forgiven  : 
B7  perfedl  holinefs  prepare. 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN    CCXXXIX.     Wenvt. 

Defcrihing  Formal  Religion. 
ONG  have  I  feenv  d  to  ferve  thee,  Lord, 


L 


With  unavailing  pain  ; 
Fafced,  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word. 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  affembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew, 

A  form  of  godlinefs  was  mine, 

The  pow'r  I  never  knew. 

3  I  refted  in  the  outward  lavy. 

Nor  knew  its  deep  defign  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  nev.T  faw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  plcafe  thee  thus,  at  length  I  fee, 

Vainly  I  hopM  and  Ihove  : 
For  w!ia'  -re  ont^/ard  th-njrs  to  tricc,j»*  • 


234  ^'<^''  Mourners  convinced  of  Sm. 

5  I  fee  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts ; 
Our  full  confent,  our  whole  defires. 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  bead, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  : 
The  fplrit  in  the  letter  loft, 
The  fubftance  in  the  fliade* 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope  ? 

What  can  my  weaknefs  do  ? 

Jefus,  to  thee  my  foul  looks  up  : 

'Tis  thou  muil  make  it  new. 

HYMN     CCXL.      Bexley,        , 

For  Mourners  convinced  of  Sin. 

O  D  is  in  this  and  ev'ry  place  ; 
But  O  how  dark  and  void 
To  me  !   'tis  one  great  wildernefs, 
This  earth,  without  my  God. 

^   Empty  of  him  who  all  things  nils,. 
Till  he  his  light  impart ; 
Till  he  his  glorious  fclf  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  thou  v/ho  fceft  and  knoweft.  my  grief, 

Thyfelf  unfecn,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helplefs  unbelief, 
And  take  away  the  ftone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracioua  eye, 

The  long-fought  blcflir.g  give  : 
And  bid  me  at  the:  point  to  die. 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 


For  Mourners  brought  io  //^^  Birth.  235 

5  A  darker  foul  did  never  yet 

Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 
O  that  I  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
And  never  lofc  liini  more  ! 

6  Now,  Jelus,  now  the  Fathei's  love 

Shed  \v.  ray  heart  abroad ; 
The  middle  wall  of  iin  remove,     ^tjk 
And  let  me  into  God. 

HYMN     CCXLI.      Fetter^Lan-^. 
For  Mourners  brought  to  the  Birth, 

1  np  HOU  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan, 

X      Till  thou  tliy felf  declare  ; 
God  inacceffible,  unknown, 
Regard  a  finner's  pray'r  : 

2  A  fmner  weltering  in  Jiis  blood, 

Unpurg'd  and  unforgiv'n  ; 

Far  diftant  from  the  living  God, 

As  far  as  hell  from  heaven. 

3  x\n  unregen'rate  child  of  man. 

To  thee  for  faith  I  call : 
Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 
And  raifr  me  from  my  fall ! 

4  The  darknefs  which  through  thee  I  feel. 

Thou  only  canll  remove  ; 
Thy  own  eternal  pow'r  reveal. 
The  Deity  of  Love  ! 

5  Thou  haft  in  unbelief  fliut  up, 

That  grace  may  let  me  go  ; 
In  hope  believing  againft  hope, 
I  wait  the  truth  to  know. 

6  Thou  wilt  in  me  reveal  thy  name, 

Thou  wilt  thv  livrht  afford  : 


2^6      CONVINCED   OF   BACKSLIDING. 

Bound  and  opprefs'd,  yet  thine  I  am, 
The  prifoner  of  the  Lord. 

7  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  fubmlt ; 

I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain  ; 
Send  forth  thy  prifoner  from  the  pit, 
Nor  let  me  ciy  in  vain. 

8  Shew  me  the  blood  that  bought  my  peace, 

The  cov'nant  blood  apply, 
And  all  my  griefs  at  once  fhall  ceafc, 
And  all  my  fins  fhall  die. 

9  Now,  Lord,  if  thou  art  pow'r,  defcend ; 

The  mountain  fm  remove  ; 
My  unbelief  and  troubles  end. 
If  ttiou  art  truth  and  love  ! 

10  Speak  Jefu,  fpeak  into  my  heart, 

What  thou  for  me  hafl  done  j 
One  grain  of  living  faith  impart, 
And  God  is  all  my  own, 

HYMN    CCXLIL     Pudfey. 

Convinced  of  Bachjl'iding* 

1  ''  ■  ^  HOU  man  of  griefs,  remember  me^ 

1       Who  never  canil  thyfelf  forget,. 
Thy  lafl  myfterious  agony, 

Thy  fainting  pangSj  and  blood j  fweat !; 

2  When  wreftling  in  the  Itrength  of  prayer, 

Thy  fpirit  funk  beneath  its  load. 
Thy  feeble  flefn  abhorrM  to  be;  r 
The  wrath  of  an  Almighty  God. 

3  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  fo, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  defire. 


MOURNERS  "^lECOVEREU.  237 

Remove  tliis  load  of  guilty  woe, 
Nar  lee  me  in  my  fins  expire  ! 

4  I  tremble,  left  the  wrath  divine, 

Which  bruifes  now  my  wretched  foiil, 
Sliould  bruife  this  wretched  foul  of  mine 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

5  To  thee  my  laft  diftrefs  I  bring  ! 

The  heightened  fear  of  death  I  find  ; 
The  tyrant,  brandifhing  his  fting, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  clofe  behind. 

6  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, 

That  endkfs  bauifliment  from  thee : 
O  fave  and  gi\T  me  to  thy  Son, 

Who  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me. 

H  Y  M  N     CCXLIII.     Dedication. 

For  Mourners  Recovered, 

i     T  E  S  U,  Shepherd  of  the  fheep, 
J     Pity  my  unfettl'd  foul ; 
Guide,  and  nonrifli  me  and  keep, 

Till  thy  love  (hall  make  me  whole : 
Give  me,  perfeil  foundnefs  give, 
Make  me  fteadfaftly  believe. 
I  am  never  at  one  ftay  ; 

Changing  ev'ry  hour  I  am^  : 
But  thou  art  as  yeilerday, 

Now  and  evermore  the  fame ; 
Conftancy  to  me  impart, 
'Stablifii  with  thy  grace  my  heart. 
3   Lay  thy  weighty  crofs  on  me. 

All  my  unbelief  controul : 
Till  the  rebel  ceafe  to  be, 

Kcip  l.iin  down  within  my  foul: 


^jO  DELIEVERS  REJOICING. 

That  lie  never  more  rriay  move. 
Root  and  ground  me  fall  in  love. 

4  Give  me  faith  to  hold  me  up, 

Walking  over  life's  rough  fea ; 

Holy,  purifying  hope 

Still  my  foul's  fiire  anchor  be ; 

That  I  may  be  always  thine, 

Pcrfeft  me  in  love  divine. 

HYMN     CCXLIV.     Ham'tltor:^, 

FT  I  in  my  heart  have  faid, 
Who  fliaii  afcend  on  high. 
Mount  to  Chriit  my  glorioi.s  head. 

And  bring  him  from  the  iky  ? 
Borne  on  contemplation's  wing. 
Surely  I  fhall  find  him  there. 
Where  the  angels  praife  their  king. 
And  gain  the  morning-ftar. 

2  Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid, 

Who  to  the  deep  ihall  ftoop, 
Sink  v/ith  Chrift  among  the  dead 

From  thence  to  bring  him  up  ? 
Could  I  but  my  heart  prepare 

By  unfeign'd  humilit\, 
Chrift  would  quickly  enter  there, 

And  ever  dwell  with  me. 

3  Eut  the  righteoiifnefs  of  faith 

Hath  taught  me  better  thin<T3 : 

^'  Inv\'ard  tiirr  tiiiue  eyes"*  (it  iaJt!?, 

Whi'?  C'^riir  to  iiv:  i!  ^r^n-r.N 


I 


Believers  Fighting  — Praying.     239 

"  Chrift  is  ready  to  impart 

"  Life  to  all,  for  life  who  figh  ; 

"  In  thy  mouth,  and  in  thy  heart 
"  The  word  is  ever  nigh."  ^ 

HYMN     CCXLV.     Oh.ey. 

For  Be/ie^ucTs  Fhhtin;:. 

o  o 

OMay  thy  powerfu'  word 
Infpire  a  feci^lc  worm, 
To  rufh  into  thy  kingdom^  Lord, 

And  take  it  as  by  ftorm ! 
O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To/feize  the  crown  of  perfedl  love, 
And  fcale  the  mount  of  heav'n  ! 
HYMN    CCXLVL     S/nJi.lJ. 
For  Believers  Praying. 

OWond'rous  power  of  faithful  prayer  ! 
What  tongue  can  tell  th'  almighty  gracc^ 
God's  hands  or  bound  or  open  are, 

As  Mofes  or  Elijah  prays ; 
Let  Mofes  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  God  cries  out,  "  Let  me  alone ! 
'*  Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  vyi-ath 

*'  May  rife,  the  wicked  to  co.i.ume  ! 
"  While  Juftice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 

**  It  cannot  feal  the  fmner's  doom  • 
"  My  Son  is  in  my  fervant's  pray'r, 
"  And  Jefus  forces  me  to  fpare.'* 
3  O  blefled  word  of  goipel-grace. 

Which  now  we  for  our  Ifrael  plead  ! 
A  faithlefs  and  backfjiding  iace. 

Whom  thou  haft  ©ut  of  Egy^pt  freed  ; 
X 


40  BELIEVERS    WATCHING. 

O  do  not  then  in  wrath  chaftife, 
Nor  let  thy  whole  difpleafure  rife  ! 
Father !   we  aflc  in  Jefu's  name, 

In  Jefu's  pow'r  and  fpirit  pray, 
Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ' 

O  turn  thy  threat' ning  wrath  away  ! 
Our  guilt  and  punifhment  remove. 
And  magnify  thy  pard'ning  love  ! 
Father  !  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 

Accept  his  all-availing  prayer, 
And  fend  a  peaceful  anfwer  down 

In  honour  of  our  Spokefman  there, 
Whofe  blood  proclaims  our  fins  forgiven, 
And  fpeaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heaven. 

HYMN     CCXLVII.     IJlmgton, 
For  Believers  Watching^ 

PIERCE,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear  j 
My  utter  helpleffnefs  reveal : 
Satan  and  fin  are  always  near. 

Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 
O  !   that  to  thee  my  conftant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  afpire  j 
Pride  in  its  eadieft  motions  find> 

And  mark  the  rifings  of  defire. 
O  I  that  my  tender  foul  might  fiy 

The  firfl  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill  c 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye 

The  flighteft  touch  of  fin  to  feel ! 
Till  thou  anew  my  foul  create, 

Still  may  I  ftrive,  and  watch,   and  pray, 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait. 

And  long  to  fee  the  perfefx  day. 


BELIEVERS    WORKING.  2^1 

HYMN    CCXLVIII.     23 J  PfaJm. 
For  Belic'vers  IVorh'mg. 

WHEN  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit, 
Thy  book  be  my  companion  ft  III  ; 
My  joy,   thy  fayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will ; 
And  fcarch  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  ev'ry  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

0  may  the  gracious  words  divine 
Subject  of  all  my  converfe  be  ; 

So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join. 
And  walk  and  talk  himfelf  with  me  : 

So  fhall  my  heart  his  prefence  prove. 

And  burn  with  everlafting  love. 

Oft  ^s  I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
O  may  the  reconciling  word 

Sweetly  compofe  my  weary  breaft. 
While  on  the  bofom  of  my  Lord 

1  fmk  in  blifsful  dreams  away, 
And  vifions  of  eternal  day  ! 
Rifing  to  fing  my  Saviour's  praife. 

Thee  may  I  publifli  all  day  long, 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  pureft  love,     ^ 
And  join  me  to  thy  churclf  above. 

HYMN     CCXLIX.     Marlenbourn, 

For  Believers  Suffering, 

MASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim. 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be : 
Thou  feeft  at  laft  I  willing  am. 

Where'er  thou  go'ft  to  follow  thee ; 


2.]2 


BELIEVERS   SUFFERING. 


Mylclf  in  all  things  to  deny  : 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

2  Whate'er  my  fmful  flefli  requires, 

For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego  ; 
My  covetous  and  vain  Jefir'^^s, 

My  hopes  of  happinefs  below  ; 
My  fcnfes'  and  my  paffions'  -ood. 
And  ail  ray  thirlt  for  creature  good. 

3  Fleafure,  and  wealth,  and  praife  no  more 

Shall  lead  my  captive  foul  aftray  ; 
My  fond  purfuils  I  al]  give  o'er, 

Thee  only  thee  refolv'd  t'  obey  j 
My  own  in  all  things  to  refign,  ' 

And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 

4  All  pow'r  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven  j 

All  fulnefs  dwells  in  thee  alone ; 
Whate'er  I  ha-ve  was  freely  giv'n  ; 

Nothing  but  fin  I  call  my  own : 
Other  propriety  difclaim  : 
Thou  only  art  the  great  I  AM. 

5  Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  refign  ; 

Being  thou  art,  and  Love,  and  Pow'rj 
Thy  only  will  be  done,  no.t  mine  ! 

Thee,   Lord,  let  earth  and  heav'n  adore 
Flow^  back  the  rivers  to  the  fea, 
And  let  our  all  be  loft  thee  ! 

HYMN    CCL.     KlngsToood. 

1    /^  A  ST  on  the  fidelity 
\_y    Of  my  redeeming  Lord, 
I  fhall  his  falvation  fee 
According  to  his  word  ; 


BELIEV.ERS    SUFFERING.  243 

Credence  to  his  word  I  give, 

My  Saviour  in  diftrelfes  pall 
Will  not  now  his  fcrvant  leave, 

But  bring  me  through  at  laft. 

2  Better  than  my  boding  fears 
To  me  thou  oft  hall  prov'd ; 

Oft  obferv'd  my  filent  tears. 

And  challenged  thy  belov'd  : 
Mercy  to  my  refcue  flew. 

And  death  ungrafp'd  his  fainting  prey ; 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew. 

And  forrow  fled  away. 

3  Now  as  yefl:erday  the  fame. 
In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 

Jefus,  on  thy  word  and  name 

I  lleadfaftly  rely  : 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel, 

The  promis'd  joy  I  foon  fiiall  have  ; 
Sav'd  again,  to  finners  tell 
^  Thy  power  and  will  to  fave. 

|.  To  thy  blefled  will  refign'd. 
And  fl:ay*d  on  that  alone, 
I  thy  perfeft  ftrength  fliall  find. 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own  ; 
Compafs'd  round  with  fongs  of  praife. 

My  all  to  my  Redeemer  give ; 
Spread  thy  miracles  of  grace. 
And  for  thy  glory  live. 
HYMN     CCLI.      Welling, 
[    TThou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace, 
-*-     For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  doth  pine ! 
My  lopnrlng  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  mc  in  thy  IJkenefs  fliine  ' 
X  1 


244      BELIEVERS  SUFFERING. 

2  With  fraudlefs,  even,  humble  mind. 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  fee ! 

In  love  be  ev'ry  wifh  refign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flefh  prevails, 
With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breafl ; 

When  grief  my  vj^iiA^tnded  foul  affails, 
In  lowly  meeknefs  may  I  reft. 

4  Clofe  by  thy  fide  ilill  may  I  keep, 
Howe'er  life's  various  currents  flow ; 

With  ftcadfaft  eye  mark  ev'ry  ftep,  ■ 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  haft  won  ; 
Alone  thou  haft  the  wine-prefs  trod  ; 

In  me  thy  ftrength'ning  grace  be  fliown, 
O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  1 

6  So  when  on  Sion  thou  ftialt  ftand, 
And  all  heaven's  hofts  adore  their  King, 

Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand. 
And  free  from  paii)  thy  glories^  fing. 

HYMN     CCLII.     Jrhlone, 

1  TESU,  the  weary  wand'rers'  reft, 
^i  Give  me  thy  eafy  yoke  to  bear ; 
With  fteadfaft  patience  arm  my  breaft, 

With  fpotlcfs  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

2  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 
Prepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  flcill, 

Though  bitter  to  the  tafte  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  foul  to  heal. 

3  Be  tlura,  O  Rock  of  x'Yges,  nigh  ! 
So  fn-.iH  t-.v:!i  rnurn^uring  thought  be  gc: 


BELIEVERS  GROANING,    ScC         2.\^ 

And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  lliall  fly- 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  fun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  paffions,  "  Peace  ;" 

Say  to  my  troubled  heart,  "  Be  ftiil  :'* 
Thy  power  my  ftrength  and  fortrefs  is, 
For  all  things  ferve  thy  fov'reign  will. 

5  O  death  !   where  is  thy  fling  ?  wliere  now 

Thy  boalled  victory,  O  grave  ? 
Who  fhall  contend  with  God  ?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  favc  ? 

H   Y  M  N     CCLIII.      Jt/jlor:e. 
For  Bellc-vers  groaning  for  full  Redcmpt'iT'.. 

1  £~^  GOD  moft  merciful  and  trre, 
V_^    Thy  nature  to  my  foul  import ; 
.'Stabliih  with  me  the  co-  'nc.nt  nevv, 

And  write  perfection  ori  my  heaiS, 

2  To  real  holinefs  reitor'd, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  m^^     : 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  ny  Lo    .. 

Fulnefs  of  life  eternal  iiud. 

3  Remember,  "Lord,  my  fins  no  more, 

That  them  I  may  no  more  i'  rget ; 
But  funk  in  gudtkfs  fliame,  adore 
With  fpeechiefs  wonder  at  thy  fee 

4  O'crwhelm'd  with  thy  ftupendous  p;;uce, 

1  Ihall  not  in  thy  prefence  move  ; 
But  breathe  unutterable  praife. 

And  rapturous  awe,  and  filent  love. 

5  Then  ev'ry  murmuring  thought,  and  vaiua 

Expires,  in  fweet  confufion  loit : 
I  cannot  of  my  crofs  complain, 
I  C'.'.ir.iot  cf  mv  ffocl-cfi  bcaft. 


^46  Believers  brought  to  /^^  Birth. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done. 
My  mouth  as  in  the  duft  I  hide. 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  Ood,  for  ever  pacify'd ! 

HYMN     CCLIV.     Invitation. 
For  Believer's  brought  to  the  Birth, 

1  /^  GOD,  to  whom  in  flefli  reveaPd 
vJ^    The  helplefs  all  for  fuccour  came ; 
The  fick  to  be  relieved  and  heaPd, 

And  found  falvation  in  thy  name, 

2  With  publicans  and  harlots  I, 

In  thefe  thy  Spirit's  gofpel-days, 

To  thee  the  finner's  friend  draw  nigh, 

And  humbly  fue  for  faving  grace. 

3  Thou  feeft  me  helplefs  and  diftrefs'd, 

Feeble,  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor ; 
Weary  I  come  to  thee  for  reft. 
And  fick  of  fin,  implore  a  cure. 

4  My  Sin's  incurable  difeafe, 

Thou,  Jefus,  thou  alone  canft  heal  : 
Infpire  me  with  thy  pow'r  and  peace. 
And  pardon  on  my  confcience  feal. 

5  A  touch,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee, 

Can  turn  my  heart  and  make  it  clean, 
Purge  the  foul,  inbred  leprofy, 
And  fave  me  from  mybofom-fin. 

6  Lord,,  if  thou  wilt,   I  do  believe. 

Thou  canil  the  faving  grace  impart ; 
Thou  canft  this  inftant  now  forgive. 
And  {lamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

7  My  heart,  which  .now  to  thee  I  ralfe, 

I  knQV\^  thou  canfi  th'S  moment  ckE?tir? 


Believers  brought  to  the  Birth. 

The  dcepeft  ilains  of  fin  effice, 
Ar.d  drive  the  evil  fpirlt  hciicx. 

Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ! 

Accomplilh  now  thy  work  in  me; 

And  kt  my  foul,  to  health  reflor'd, 
Devote  its  little  all  to  thee ! 

HYMN     CCLV.     lVcUh:g. 

JESU,  thy  far-extended  fame 
My  drooping  foul  exults  to  hear: 
Thy  name,  thy  all-refloring  name, 
Is  mufic  is  a  fiiiner's  ear. 

Sinners  of  old  thou  didft  receive; 

With  comfortable  wards  and  kind  : 
Their  forrows  cheer,  their  waats  relieve, 

Heal  the  difeas'-d  and  cure  the  blind. 

And  ail  thou  not  the  Saviour  ftill, 
In  ev'ry  place  and  age  the  fame  ? 

Hall  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  fliill. 
Or  loil  the  \-irtue  of  thy  name? 

Faith  in  thy  changelefs  name  1  have  ; 

The  good,  the  kind  phyfician,  thou 
Art  able  now  our  fouls  to  fave^ 

Art  willing  to  reftore  them  now. 

Though  feveiiteen  hundred  years  are  pair 

Since  thou  didft  in  the  f^tfh  appear, 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  laft, 

And  ftill  thy  healing  pow'r  is  here. 
Wouldft  thou  the  body's  health  reftore. 

And  not  regard  the  fm-fick  foul? 
The  fin-fick  foul  thou  lov'ft  much  more. 

And  furely  thou  flialt  make  it  whole» 


248'      For  the  Society  Praying. 

7  All  my  difcafe,   my  ev'ry  fin, 

To  thee,  O  Jefus,  I  confefs: 

In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 

iVnd  perfedl  me  in  holinefs. 

8  That  token  of  thy  utmoft  good, 

Now,   Saviour,  ?;io\v  on  me  bcftow  ; 

And  purge  my  confcience  with  thy  blood, 

And  wafh  my  nature  white  as  fnow. 

HYMN    CCLVI.     Muficlan'^^ 

For  the  Scclety  Praymg. 

I    "C*  XCEPT  the  Lord  condud  the  plan, 
V^   The  fceft-concerted  fchemes  are  vain, 

And  never  can  fucceed  ; 
We  fpend  our  wretched  ftrength  for  nought 
But  li  our  works  in  thee  are  wrought, 
They  fliall  be  bleft  indeed. 

Z  Lord,  if  thou  didft  thyfelf  infpire 
Our  fouls  with  this  intenfe  defire, 

Thy  goodneis  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
O  itt  our  deed  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jefu*s  name  ! 

3  In  Jefu's  name  behold  we  meet. 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat. 

And  all  its  frantic  ways ; 
One  only  thing  refolvM  to  know. 
And  fquare  om-  iifeful  lives  below 

By  reafon  and  by  grace. 

4  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Not  in  the  dark  monaftic  cell, 

By  vows  and  grates  confin'd : 


PASTORAL   HYMN.  249 

Freely  to  all  ourf<^lvcs  we  give, 
Conftrain'd  by  Jfefu's  love  to  live    . 
The  fervants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jefu,  now  thy  love  impart. 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will ! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rifing  churc)^  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound ! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  pureft  luftre  fhine  ! 
That  all  around  our  works  may  fee, 
And  give  the  glor)',  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heavenly  light  divine  ! 

H  Y  r^  N     CCLVII.     Wcrcepr. 
A  Pafloral  Hymn* 

1  T  TOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
JnL    Who  fland  on  Zion's  hill. 
That  bring  falvation  on  their  tongue^ 

And  words  of  peace  reveal  1 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice. 

So  fweet  the  tidings  are  1 
**  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  % 
'*  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  Hov/  huppy  are  our  ear?, 

That  hear  this  joyful  found, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  foc, 
And  fought  but  never  found  ' 


2  go  PASTORAL    tlYMi^t. 

4  How  bleffed  are  our  eyes 

That  iet  this  heavenly  light  ; 

Fi  ophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  loitg 

Buc  dy'd  without  the  fight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs. 
And  deicrts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  Gx)d. 


HYMN    CCLVHL     m.  PauVs, 


L 


OVERS  of  pleafure  more  than  God, 
For  you  he  fufFer'd  pain  ; 
Svx^earers,  for  you  he  fpilt  his  blood  ; 
And  fhall  he  bleed  in  vain  ? 


Mifers,  his  life  for  you  he  paid, 

Your  bafeft  cnmes  he  bore  ; 
Dmi'kards,  your  fms  on  him  were  laid, 
'hat  you  might  fin  no  more. 


JL 


3  The  God  of  love,  to  earth  he  came, 
That  yon  might  come  to  heaven  ; 
Believe-   believe  in  Jefu''s  name, 
Am]  all  yrair  hn's  forgiven. 


BELIEVERS    WATCKIN'G.  25I 

^  Believe  in  b^im  that  died  for  thee  ; 
And  fare  as  he  hath  died, 
Thy  debt  is  paid,   thy  foul  is  fi'^e, 
And  thou  art  juilihed^ 

HYMN     CCLIX.     Ilamlclh  March. 

1  T  T  A  R  K  !  how  the  watchmen  cry : 
XTjl    Attend  the  trumpyet's  found  ; 
Stand  to  your  arms  !   the  foe  is  riigh  ! 

The  powers  of  hell  fuiTound  : 
Who  bow  to  Chriil's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare  ; 
The  day  of  battk  is  at  hand  1 

Go  forth  to  glorious  war  ! 

2  See  on  the  mountain-top 

The  llandard  of  our  God  I 
In  Jefu's  name  I  lift  it  up. 

All  ftain'd  with  hallow'd'blood* 
His  llandard  bearer  I 

To  all  the  nations  calV: 
Let  all  to  Jefu  3  crofs  draw  nigh  \ 

He  bore  the  crofs  for  all. 
I 

3  Go  up  with  Chrill  your  Head, 

Your  Captain's  footlleps  fee  : 
Follow  your  Captain  and  be  led 

To  certain  viilor)^ 
All  power  to  him  is  given  : 

He  ever  reigns  tlV-  f:^mo-: 
Salvation,  happinefs,  and  heaven, 

Arc  :dl  in  Jefu*s  narriS. 

y 


252  Believers  hroughfio  the  Birth. 

4  Only  have  faith  in  God  : 

In  faith  your  foes  aflail : 
Not  wreftling  againft  flefh  and  blood, 

But  all  the  powers  of  hell : 
From  thrones  of  glory  driven. 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air  and  darken  heaven. 

And  rul^  the  lower  world. 

H  Y  M  Ni    CCLX.     Caryh, 

1  T^r  ATCH»D  by  the  world's  malignant 

Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  fhame : 
As  fervants  of  the  Lord  moft  high, 

As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wifdom,  Lord,  on  us  beftovv, 

From  every  evi}  to  depart, 
To  ftop  the  moutR  of  every  foe  : 

While,  upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 
The  proof  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  Hiew  them  how  the  Chrillians  live. 

HYMN     CCLXL     Miifidanh. 

For  Believers  brought  to  the  Birth, 

I    /~v    Glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
\_/    It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  ; 
it  bears  on  eagles'  wings ; 


Believers  brought  to  the  Birth-  253    ^ 

It  gives  my  ravifh'd  foul  to  tafte, 
And  makes  me  for  fome  moments  feaft 
With  Jefu*s  priefts  and  kings. 


The  things  eternal  I  purfue, 
A  happinefs  beyond  the  view 

Of  thofe  that  bafely  pant, 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  feen  \ 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleafures  mean^ 

I  neither  have  nor  want.  , 


3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own : 
A  ftranger  to  the  world  unknown^ 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight. 
And  feek  a  countiy  out  of  fight, 

A  country  in  the  lldes. 

4  There  is  my  houfe  and  portion  fair. 
My  treafure  and  my  heart  is  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  ftay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jefus  bids  me  come  ! 

5  I  come,  thy  fei-vant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  fl<ies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  reft  ; 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end, 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breaft ! 


$!54  Believers  brought  to  the  Birth* 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXII.      Dedication, 

1  ~\1%T  ^^  "^'^  now,  my  God,   my  God  ♦ 

V  V      Ready  if  thou  always  art, 
Make  In  rpe  thy  mean  abode, 

TaJie  pou'ellion  of  my  heart ; 
If  thou  cantl  fo  greatly  how, 
Frienid  of  Tinners,  vvhy  not  now  ? 

2  God  of  love  in  this  p:iy  day 

For  thyfelf  to  thee  I  cry  j 
Dying,  if  thou  ftill  delay 

Mull  I  not  for  ever  die  ? 
Enter  now  thy  pocreil  home  : 
Kow,  my  utn^o{l  Saviour,  come. 

HYMN     CCLXIII.     Hamilton^. 

I   l^T  O  W,  even  now,  I  yield,  I  yield, 
JlSI     With  all  my  fins  to  part ; 
Jefus,  fpeak  ray  pardon  feal'd, 

And  purify  my  heart ! 
Purge  the  love  pf  fin  away, 

Then  I  irito  nothing  fall : 
Then  1  fee  the  pj^riect  day  ; 

And  Chriit  is  all  in  all. 

3  Jefu,  now  our  hearts  infpire 

With  that  pure  love  of  thine ; 
Kindle  now  the  heavenly  fire 

To  brii^hten  and  refine  : 
Purify  our  faith  like  gold  : 
All  the  drofs  of  fin  remove  } 
s.  Jvlelt  our  fpirits  down,  and  moul^ 

I'  Into  thy  perfed  love. 


BELIEVERS  IN  TERCF.  DIN  G.         2:^ 
HYMN      CCLXIV.      jin-eUSong. 
For  Believers  Intercedkg. 

PART    THE    FIRST. 

1  "p  ATHE  R,  if  juftly  Hill  we  claim 
X?  To  us  and  ours  the  promlfe  made, 
To  us  be  graciouily  the  fame, 

And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head, 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above 

Of  hollnefs  the  fpirit    fhower  , 
Of  wife  difcernment,  humble  love. 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

3  The  fpirit  of  convincing  fpeech, 

Of  power  demonftrative  impart : 
Such  as  may  every  confcience  reach. 
And  found  the  unbelieving  heart .i. 

4  The  fpirit  of  refining  fire. 

Searching  the  in  moil  of  the  mind, 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  defire,     ^ 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind ; 

5  The  fpirit  of  faith  in  this  thy  day, 

To  break  the  pow'r  of  cancell'd  fin, 

Tread  down  its  ftrength,  o'ertum  its  fway, 

And  ftill  the  conqueft  more  than  win. 

6  The  fpirit  breathe  of  inward  life, 

Which  in  our  hearts  thy  laws  may  write  : 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pain,  and  ftrife  : 
'Tis  nature  all,  and  all  delight, 

y  2 


1^6  SoblETY    PRAYING. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXV.    Jngd-Song, 


PART    THE     SECOND. 


'O 


N  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  fhower, 
The  earth  in  righteoufnefs  renew : 
rhy  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpower, 
And  to  thy  fceplre  all  fiibdue. 


2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce, 
Let  it  oppofers  all  o'erturn  j 
And  every  law  of  fin  reverfe, 

That  faith  and  Iqve  may  make  all  one. 

g  Yea,  let  thy  Spirit  in  every  place 
Its  richefl;  energy  declare: 
While  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The-kingdom  of  thy  Chrift  prepare. 

Mf.  Grant  this,  G  holy  God,  and  true  ; 
The  ancient  feers  thou  didft  infpiie  ! 
To  lis  perform  the  promife  due, 

Defcend  and  crown  us  now  with  fire ! 

HYMN    CCLXVL     Jldrick 

For  the  Society  Praying, 

I    f^  O  M  E,  thou  omnifcient  Son  of  man, 
\_y    Difplay  thy  fifting  pow'r. 
Come  with  thy  winnowing  Spirit's  fan, 
Arid  throughly  p>-;ge  thy  floor. 


SOCIETY    PARTING.  257 

i  The  chaff  of  fin,  the  acciirftd  tiling, 
Far  from  our  fouls  be  driven  : 
TIic  wheat  into  thy  garner  bring, 
And  lay  us  up  for  heaven. 

3  Look  through  us  with  thy  eyes  of  flame, 

The  clouds  and  darknefs  chafe  : 
And  tclj  me  what  by  fin  I  am, 
And  what  I  am  by  grace. 

4  Whate'er  offends  thy  glorious  eyes. 

Far  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
As  duft  before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
Difperfe  it  by  thy  love. 

5  Then  let  us  all  thy  fulnefs  know. 

From  every  fm  fet  free  ; 
5av'd,  to  the  utmofl:  fav'd  below, 
And  perfe6lly  like  thee. 

HYMN     CCLXVri.     Felter-Lam. 

For  the  Society  Parting. 

1  /^  O  D  of  all  confolation,  takt 
vj"    The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  gifis  to  thee  we  render  back 

In  ceafeiefs  fongs  of  praife. 

2  Thro*  thee  we  now  together  came 

In  fuiglenefs  of  heart : 
"We  met,   O  Jefus,  in  thy  name, 
And  :v.  thy  name  wt-  part. 


258  SOCIETY    PARTING. 

3  Wc  part  in  body,   not  in  mind : 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And  each  to  each  in  Jefus  joinM, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subfifts  as  in  us  all  one  foul ; 

No  power  can  make  us  twain ; 
And  mountains  rife- and  oceans  roll, 
To  fever  us,  in  vain. 

5  Prefent  we  ftill  in  fpirit  are. 

And  intimately  nigh, 
While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

6  Tn  Jefus  Chriil  together  we 

In  heavenly  places  fit : 
Cloath'd  with  the  fun,  we  fmile  to  fee 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

7  Our  life  is  hid  with  Chrift  in  God ; 

Our  life  fliall  foon  appear, 
And  filed  his  glory  all  abroad 
On  all  his  members  here. 

8  The  heavenly  treafure  now  we  have 

In  a  vile  houfe  of  clay  ; 
But  he  fhall  to  the  utmoil  fave. 
And  keep  it  to  that  day. 

9  Our  fouls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 

And  he  fhall  keep  them  ftill ; 
And  you  and  I  fhall  furely  ftand 
With  him  on  S.ion's  hill  I 


SOCIETY    PARTING.  259 

10  Him  «Ye  to  eye  we  there  fhall  fee  ; 

Our  face  like  his  fhall  fhine ; 
O  what  a  j^lorious  company, 
When  faints  and  angels  join  ! 

11  O  what  a  joyful  meeting  there  1 

In  robes  of  white  array 'd, 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  fhall  bear, 
i\.nd  crowns  upon  our  head. 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 

And  fight  our  pafTage  through  : 
Bear  in  our  faithful  tninds  the  end, 
i\nd  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

13  Then  let  us  haflen  to  th."  day, 

When  all  fhall  be  brought  home  ! 
Come,  O  Redeemer,  come  away  ! 
O  Jefus,  quickly  come  ! 

HYMN     CCLXVni.     Lamp\. 

1  AND  let  our  bodies  part, 
Jr\.  To  different  climes  repair : 
Infeparably  join'd  in  heart 

The  friends  of  Jefus  are  ( 

2  Jefus  the  corner-llone 

Did  firft  our  hearts  unite  ! 
And  dill  he  keeps  our  fpirit?  one. 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 


c;   O  let  us  ftill  proceed 

In  Jefu's  work  below  \ 


200  SOCIETY    PARTING. 

And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquefts  go. 

4  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  labourers  lies  ; 
And  lo  !   v/j  fee  the  vaft  reward 
Which  v/aits  us  in  the  flcies ! 

5  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  afcend, 
That  haven  of  repofe  to  find. 
Where  all  our  labours  end  ! 

6  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  fuffering  and  our  pain  I 
Who  meet  on  that  eternal  fhore 
Shall  never  part  again. 

7  O  happy,  happy  place, 

Where  faints  and  angels  meet ; 
There  we  fhall  fee  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

8  The  church  of  the  firll-born, 

•  We  fhall  whh  them  be  bleft. 
And,  crown'd  with  endlefs  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  reft, 

9  With  joy  we  fnall  behold, 

In  yonder  bleft  abode. 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old. 
And  all  the  faints  of  God. 

10  Abraham  and  Ifaac  there. 

And  Jacob  fhall  receive 
The  followers  of  their  faith  and  prayer, 
Who  now  in  bodies  live. 


CONSOLATION.  26l 

1 1  We  Hiall  our  time  beneath 

liivc  out  in  cheerful  hope, 
And  fearlefs  pafs  the  vale  of  death. 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 

12  To  gather  home  his  own, 

God  fhall  his  angels  fend, 
And  bid  our  blifs  on  earth  begun. 
In  deathlefs  triumphs  end. 

CONSOLATION. 
HYMN    CCLXIX.     L.  M. 

1  /COMFORT,  ye  minifters  o£  grace, 
V^  Comfgrt  the  people  of  your  Lord, 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gofpel-vvDrd. 

2  Go,  into  every  nation  go. 

Speak  to  their  trembling  lT,carts,  and  cry^ 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  fhow ; 
Jerufalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

3  Hark  !   in  the  wildernefs  a  ciy, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls.  Prepare  : 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh. 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  f 

4  Tlie  Lord  your  God  ihall  quickly  come ; 

Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey  : 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room. 
Ye  defert  fouls,  prepare  his  way. 

5  The  Lord  fliall  clear  his  way  thro'  all : 

Whate'er  obftrucls,  obftrucls  in  vain  ; 
Tlie  vale  fhall  rife,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  ftralght,  and  rugged  plain. 


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262  CONSOLATIOr^. 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  difplayM, 
Together  all  mankind  fhall  view  : 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  faicl, 
His  owo  almighty  hand  fhall  do. 

HYMN    CCLXX.     L.  M. 

1  T  T  I  G  H  on  his  everlafting  throne 

X  JL    The  King  of  faints  his  works  furveys, 
Marks  the  dear  fouls  he  calls  his  own, 
,  And  fmiies  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  refts  v/ell  plcas'd  their  toils  to  fee, 

Beneath  his  eafy  yoke  they  move, 
With  all  tlieir  heart  and  ftrength  agree 
In  the  fweet  labour  of  his  love. 

3  See  where  the  fervants  of  their  Godj 

A  bufy  multitude  appear, 
For  Jefus  day  and  night  employ'd, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Chriil  their  hearts  conftralns, 

And  llrengthens  their  unwearied  hands, 
They  fpend  their  fweat,  and  blood,  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  Immanuel's  lands. 

5  Jefus  their  toil  delighted  fees. 

Their  induftry  vouchfafes  to  crown, 
He  kindly  gives  the  wifli'd  increafe, 
And  fends  the  promis'd  bleliing  down  : 

6  The  fap  of  life,  the  Spirit's  pov/ers, 

He  rains  inceffant  from  abov:, 
He  all  his  gracious  fuhi'jfs  (bowers, 
To  perfecl:  their  great  work  of  love. 


LAiMENTATION.  25^ 

7  O  multiply  thy  fower's  feed. 

And  fruit  we  eveiy  hour  fhall  bear, 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gofpel  fpready 
Thine  everlafling  truth  declare  : 

8  We  all  in  perfeft  love  renew'd 

Shall  know  the  greatnefs  of  thy  pow'r, 
Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more, 

H  Y  M  N     CCLXXI.     C.  M. 

OT  H  A  T  I  was  as  heretofore, 
When  warm  in,  my  firll  love  J 
I  only  liv'd  my  God  t'  adore, 
Ar.d  feek  the  things  above. 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  flione, 

And  lavilTi  of  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  nie  on, 
And  half  unveil'd  his  face. 

3  Batter  and  honey  did  I  eat, 

And  lifted  up  on  high, 
I  faw  the  clouds  beneath  my  feet, 
And  rode  upon  the  flcy. 

I  Far,  far  above  all  earthly  things 
Triumphantly  I  rode  ; 
I  foar'd  to  heav'n  on  eagles'  vrings, 
And  found  and  talk'd  with  God. 

r   Wh:frc  am  I  now,  from  v.hat  an  height 
Of  happinefs  cail  down  ! 
The  gloj-y  fwallow'd  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the  crov^n. 
Z 


264  PETITION. 

6  O  God,  tliou  art  my  home,  my  reft, 
For  v^hich  I  figh  in  pain, 
How  fliail  I  'fcape  into  thy  bread. 
My  Eden  now  regain  ? 

HYMN    CCLXXII. 

1  Q  AVI  OUR  from  fin,  I  wait  to  prove 
k3    That  Jefus  is  thy  healing  name, 

To  lofe,  when  perfedled  in  love, 

Whate'cr  I  have,  or  can,  or  am  ; 
I  ftay  me  on  thy  faithful  word, 
The  k^vant  fliall  be  as  his  Lord. 

2  Anfwcr  that  gracious  end  in  mt. 

For  which  thy  precious  life  was  given, 
Redeem  from  all  iniquity, 

Reflore  and  make  me  meet  for  heaven  ; 
Unlcfs  thou  purge  my  every  flain. 
Thy  fufFering  and  my  faith  are  vain. 

3  'Tis  not  a  bare  rcleafe  from  fin. 

Its  guilt  and  pain,  my  foul  requires, 
I  want  a  fpirit  of  power  within  ; 

Thee,  Jefus,  thee  m.y  heart  defires, 
And  pant^,  and  breaks  to  be  renew'd. 
And  wafli'd  in  thine  all-cieanimg  blood- 

4  Didll  thou  not  die  that  1  might  live 

No  longer  to  myfelf,   but  thee  J 
Mip'ht,  body,  foul,  and  fpirit  give 

To  him  who  gave  himfelf  for  me  ? 
Come  then,  my  Mailer,  and  my  God, 
Take  the  dear  purchafe  of  thy  blood. 

5  Thine  own  peculiar  iervant  claim. 

For  thine  own  truth  ar,d  mercy *s  fake» 
Ha]]ow  in  me  thy  glorious  nr.me, 


PETITION.  265 

And  change  and  throughly  purify  ; 
Thine  only  may  I  live  and  die. 

HYMN    CCLXXIII.     C.  M. 
Morning  Hymn. 

1  /^  I  V  E  R  and  Guardian  of  my  flcepj 
V_T    To  praife  thy  name  I  wake, 
Still,  Lard,  thy  helplefs  fervant  keep, 

For  thine  own  mercy's  fake. 

2  The  blefilng  of  another  day 

I  thankfully  receive  ; 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey. 
And  to  thy  gloiy  live. 

3  Vouchfafe  to  keep  my  foul  from  fin, 

Its  cruel  power  fufpend, 
Till  all  this  ftrife  and  war  within 
In  perfect  peace  fhall  end, 

4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand, 

My  words  and  thoughts  reftrajn, 
Bow  my  whole  foul  to  thy  comm.and, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain. 

5  Prifoner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 

Which  fhail  falvation  bring. 
When  all  I  am  fnall  ovv'n  thy  power. 
And  call  my  Jefus,  King. 

HYMN    CCLXXIV.     L.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  Jerufalem,  awake, 
XJL   No  longer  in  thy  fins  lie  down^ 
The  garment  of  falvation  take. 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  ftrength  put  on. 

2  Siiake  oft  the  duft  that  blinds  thy  fight, 

And  hides  the  prcn^lfe  from  thine  eyes, 

f 


266  PETITION. 

Arife  and  flniggle  into  light, 

Thy  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arife  ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  fad  defpair, 

Sion  alTert  thy  liberty, 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
;And  God  fliall  fet  the  captive  free. 

4  VefTtls  of  mercy,  fons  of  grace, 

Be  purg'd  from  every  fmful  ftain. 
Be  like  your  Lord  :   his  word  embrace, 
Not  bear  his  hallowM  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  (liall  in  your  front  appear. 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on ; 
His  glory  Oiall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfed  what  his-  grace  begun. 

HYMN    CCLXXV. 

1  /^  OME,  O  thou  traveller  unknov^^n, 
V_>'  Whom  Hill  I  own  but  cannot  fee, 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee, 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  ftay. 
And  wreftle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  In  vain*thou  ilruggleft  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  unloofe  my  hold  : 
Art  thou  the  man  who  dy'd  for  me  ? 

The  fecret  of  thy  love  unfold  ; 
Wreftling  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know, 

3  What  tho'  my  Ihrinking  fiefli  complain^ 

And  murmur  to  contend  lo  lovg, 
1  rife  fuperiof  to  my  pain, 

When  I  am  vv-eak,  then  I  am  ftrong. 


W.ATCHIN'J.  207 

An(i  wlien  my  all  of  {treiigth  fhall  fail, 
1  fhall  with  tlic  God-man  prevail. 

4  Yield  to  me  now, — for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  felf-defpair ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  bleflings  fpcak. 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  inllant  prayer : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  (halt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  love. 

5  'Tis  loye,  'tis  love  !   Thou  dy'dft  for  me, 

I  hear  thy  whifper  in  my  heart, 
The  morning  breaks,  the  fhadows  flee, 

Pure,  univerfal  love  thou  art ; 
To  me,  to  all  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 
^   I  know  thee,   Saviour,  who  thou  art, 

Jefus  the  feeble  finner's  friend  ; 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart. 

But  (lay  and  love  me  to  the  end  ; 
Thy  mercies  never  ihall  remove. 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 
HYMN    CCLXXVI. 
I    ^^  FT  have  we  pafsM  the  guilty  night 
\_^    In  revellings  and  fi-antic  mirth. 
The  creature  was  our  fole  delight, 

Our  happinefs  the  things  of  earth  ; 
But  O,  fnffice  the  feafon  paft, 
We  choofc  the  better  part  at  laft.  r 

2*  We  will  not  clofe  our  wakeful  eyes. 

We  will  not  let  our  eye-lids  deep. 
But  humbly  lift  them  to  the  ftiics, 

And  all  a  folemn  vigil  keep  ; 
So  many  nights  on  fin  beitowM, 
Can  we  not  watch  one  hour  for  God  ? 
Z  z 


268  PETITION. 

3  We  can,  dear  Jefus,  for  thy  fake,         ,  • 

Devote  our  every  hour  to  thee  ; 
Speak  but  the  word,  our  fouls  {liall  wake,- 

And  fing  with  cheerful  melody  ; 
Thy  praife  (hall  our  glad  tougues  employ^ 
And  every  heart  (hall  dance  for  joy. 

4  Dear  objeft  of  our  faith  and  love. 

We  liilen  for  thy  welcome  voice. 
Our  perfons  and  our  works  approve. 

And  bid  us  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice, 
Novy  let  us  hear  the  mighty  cry, 
And  (hout  to  find  the  bridegroom  nigh,. 

5  Shout  in  the  midit  of  us,  O  King 

Of  faints,  and  let  our  joys  abound. 
Let  us  rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  fmg. 

And  triumph  in  redemption  found;. 
We  alk  in  faith  for  every  foul ; 
O  let  our  glorious  joy  be  full. 

6  O  may  we  all  triumphant  rife, 

With  joy  upon  our  heads  return. 
And  far  above  thefe  nethyer  fl<ies, 

By  thee  on  eagle's  wings  upborne, 
Through  all  yon  radiant  circle  move, 
And  gain  the  higheil  heaven  of  love. 

HYMN    CCLXXVII.     C.  M. 

1  /^H  for  a  clofcr  walk  with  God, 

\^    A  calm,  and  heavenly  frame; 
A  ii,^ht  to  (liine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  bleflednefs  I  knew, 

When  firft  I  faw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  foul-refrefliing  vicvi- 
Of  Jefus  and  his  word  ? 


PETITION.  269 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enioy'd  ; 

How  fweet  their  memory  llili  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  meflcn^er  of  rell ; 
1   hate  the  fins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  bread. 

5  The  deareft  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  rae  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne  ; . 
And  worfliip  only  thee. 

6  So  fhall  mv  vi-alk  be  clofe  with  God, 

Calm  and  ferene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  lliall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN    CCLXXVIII.     L.  M. 
inward  baptifra  of  pure  fire, 


■A", 


Wherewith  to  be  baptizM  I  have  ; 
'Tis  ail  my  longipg  foul's  defire, 

Thi.^,  only  this  ray  foul  can  fave. 
Slraight'ned  I  am,  till  this  be  done ; 
•     Kindle  in  me  the  living  fiame  ; 
Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 

Baptize  me  into  Jefu's  name. 
Transform  my  nature  iuto  thine. 

Let  ail  my  powers  thine  imprefs  feel, 
Let  all  my  foul  become  divine, 

And  ftamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  feal. 
Love,  migr.ty  love,  my  heart  o'erpow'r, 

Ah  !    why  doft  thou  fo  long  delay  ? 
Cut  {hort  the  >vork,  bring  near  the  hour, 

And  let  me  fee  thy  perfect  dy.y. 


270  FETITICN. 

5  Beliold,  for  thee  I  ever  wsit, 

Now  let  me  in  thy  Image  fhine, 
Now  the  new  heavens  and  earth  create, 
And  plant  with  rightecufnefs  divine. 

6  If  with  the  wretched  fons  of  men 

It  ftill  be  thy  delight  to  live. 
Come,   Lord,  beget  my  foul  again, 
Thyfelf,   thy  quick'ninv"  Spirit  give» 
H  Y  M  N    CCLXXIX.     C.  M. 

1  Tj^OUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below, 

K       Let  thy  falvation  roil ; 
Water,  replenifh,  and  o'erflcw 
Every  believing  foul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,   Lord, 

Us  weary  fmners  take, 
Jefus,  fulfil  thy-  gracious  word. 
For  thine  own  mercy's  fake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide. 

And  we  (liall  flow  to  thee, 
Vv  hile  down  the  ftream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art. 

Of  joy  the  fwelling  flood. 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart 
V/e  fwift  return  to  God. 

5  We  foon  fl:all  reach  the  boundlefs  fe?, 

Into  thy  fulncfs  fall, , 
Be  loft  and  fAvallo^v'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,   our  All  in  All. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXX.    L.  M. 
THOU,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore,^ 
Wt  now  with  all  thy  faints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmoll  fouls  before 
Thy  glorious,  aT-sfiil  Majefty. 


PETITION.  271  I 

2  The  King  of  nations  we  proclaim,  1 

Who  would  not  piir  great  Sovereign  fear  ?  ! 

Wc  long  t'  experience  all  thy  name,  ? 

And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here.  1 

3  We  come,  great  God,  to  feek  thy  face,  ^ 

And  for  thy  loving  kindnefs  wait ; 
And  O  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

*Tis  God's  own  houfe,   'tis  heaven's  gate. 

4  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 

To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  afpire  : 
And  lo  !  we  fee  defcend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

5  Still  let  it  on  th'  affembly  ftay, 

And  all  the  houfe  with  gloiy  fill : 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  bring  us  to  the  holy  hill. 

6  There  let  us  all  with  Jefus  ftand, 

And  join  the  general  church  above, 
And  take  our  feats  at  thy  right  hand. 
And  fing  thine  everlaiiing  love. 

7  Come,  Lord,  our  fouls  are  on  the  wing, 

Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear,  ; 

And  let  my  eyes  behold  my  King, 

And  let  me  fee  my  Saviour  there.  , 

HYMN    CCLXXXI.     L.  M. 

SAY,  which  of  you  would  fee  the  Lord  ? 
You  all  may  now  obtain  the  grace, 
Behold  him  in  the  written  word. 

Where  John  unveils  the  Saviour's  face. 


2/2  PETITION. 

2  Clear  as  the  trumpet's  voice  he  fpeaks 

To  eveiy  foul  that  turns  his  ear  ; 
Amidfl  the  golden  candlefticks 

He  walks  :  and  lo '.   he  now  is  here. 

3  Prefent  to  all  believing  fouls, 

They  fee  him  with  an  eagle's  eye  ; 
Down  to  his  feet  a  garment  rolls, 
Stain'd  with  a  glorious  crimfon  dye. 

4  A  golden  girdle  binds  his  breaft, 

(Whence  ftreams  of  confolation  flow. 
Milk  for  his  new-born  babes,  who  reft 
In  him,  nor  other  comfort  know.) 

5  His  form  is  as  the  Son  of  Man, 

His  eyes  are  as  a  flame  of  fire  ; 
They  dart  a  fin-confuming  pain, 
And  life  and  joy  divine  infpire, 

6  His  fpotlefs  purity  of  foul, 

We  by  a  lovely  emblem  know. 
His  head  and  hair  are  white  as  wool, 
White  are  they  as  the  driven  fnow. 

7  Glitter  his  feet  hke  polifh'd  brafs 

That  long  hath  in  the  furnace  (hone. 
Brighter  than  lightning'  is  his  face. 
Brighter  than  the  meridian  fun, 

8  As  many  waters  founds  his  word. 

Seven  ftars  he  holds  in  his  right  hand, 
Out  of  his  mouth  a  two-edg'd  fword 
Goes  forth  :  before  it  who  can  ftand  ? 

9  Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  fall  as  dead, 

Lay  thy  right  hand  upon  our  foul, 
Scatter  our  fears,  thy  Spirit  fhed, 
Aiid  all  our  unbelief  controuL 


PETITION.  273 

10  Tell  us,  "  I  am  the  Firft  and  Laft,  ■ 

"  Who  livM  and  dyM  for  all,  am  I !  f 

"  And  lo  !   my  bitter  death  is  paft,  , 

"  i^nd  lo  !   I  live  no  more  to  die  :  j 

11  "  I  have  the  keys  of  death  and  hell/*  '^ 

Amen  !   thy  record  v^-e  receive, 
And  wait  till  thou  our  fpirits  feal, 
And  all  m  all  for  ever  live. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXII.     L.  M.  It 

I    T~\  RAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near,  || 

i  /    Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold,  ' 

Still  in  thy  church  vouchfafe  t'  appear,  | 

And  let  our  candlellick  be  gold.  f 

■2  Still  hold  the  ftars  in  thy  right  hand,  '  'I 

And  let  them  in  thy  luilre  glow,  ;  ; 

The  lights  of  a  benighted  land,  .  ; 

The  angels  of  thy  church  below.  '^  , 

3  Make  good  their  apoftolic  boaft. 

Their  high  commifrion  let  them  prove. 
Be  -temples  of  the  Holy  Gholl, 

And  fill'd  with  faith  and  hope  and  love. 

4  Their  hearts  from  things  cf  earth  remove. 

Sprinkle  them,  Lord,  from  fm  and  fear, 
Fix  their  affections  all  above, 

And  lay  up  all  their  treafure  there, 

5  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word  ; 

Thou  fpeakeil  to  the  churches  now  : 
And  let  all  tongues  confefs  their  Lord, 
Let  every  knee  to  Jefus  bow. 


274  PETITION. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXm. 

1  T  N  boundlefs  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear, 
X  Darknefs  difpel,  the  humble  mourner  cheer ; 
Vain  thoughts  remove,  melt  down  this  flinty- 
heart  ; 

Caufe  every  foul  to  chufe  the  better  part. 

2  Thy  prefence  fil]s  the  univerfal  fpace  ; 
Thy  grace  appears  to  all  the  fallen  race. 
O  !   vifit  us  with  light  and  life  divine. 
Fill  every  foul,  for  every  foul  is  thine. 

3  The  bleffed  Jefus  is  my  Lord,  my  love  ; 

He  is  my  King,  from  him  I  would  not  move  ; 

Away  then,  all  ye  objects  that  divert. 

Nor  feek  to  draw  from  my  dear  Lord  my  heart. 

4  That  uncreated  beauty  which  hath  gained. 
My  ravifii'd  heart,  hath  all  your  glory  ftain'd; 
His  lovelinefs  my  foul  hath  prepoffefs'd. 
And  left  no  room  for  any  other  gueft. 

HYMN    CCLXXXIV.     C.  M. 

I    "f"      O  R  D,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  ; 
i  J    In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  fhun  thy  prefence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

3   Thy  all  furrounding  fight  furveys 
My  rifing  and  my  refl;, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  fecrets  of  my  breaft. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee.  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 


CHRISTMAS    HYMN.  275 

And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
Thou  know'ft  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Befet  on  eveiy  lide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  me  ftill, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  foul  from  ever)^  ill, 

Secured  by  Sovereign  love.  I 

HYMN     CCLXXXV.     Bcjlon.  \ 

Chr'iflmas  Hymn,  \ 

1  "  Q^HEPHERDS  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

l3    "  And  fend  your  fears  away, 
"  News  from  the  regions  of  the  fliies — 
"  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  "  Jefus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

"  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
**  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 

"  But  not  as  monarchs  do.  .  ,, 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  fwaddling  bands, 

''  Nor  royal  fhining  things  ;  \ 

"  A  manger  for  his  cradle  Hands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4.  *'  Go,  Ihepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 
"  And  fee  his  humble  throne : 
*'  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
'«  Go,  {hepherds,  kifs  the  Son." 
A  a 


276  BAPTISM. 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ilialght  ai'ound 

The  heavenly  armies  throng; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
And  thu6  conclude  the  fong  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
"  Mortals  fhall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord !   and  fhall  angels  have  their  fongs> 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
O  may  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongiies 
When  we  forget  to  praife  ! 

8  Glorj'  to  God  that  reigns  above. 

That  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  fing  our  Maker's  love. 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

'^'^^^^ 

BAPTISM. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXVL     C-  M. 

1  ^ELESTIAL  Dove,  defcendfrom  high, 
\_^    And  on  the  water  brood  : 

Come,  with  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

2  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  rcqueft  renew  : 
Accept  in  Chrift,  and  blcfs  wilhal 
The  work  wc  have  to  do. 


BAPTISM. 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXVir.     S.  M. 

C^ALL'D  from  above,  I  rife 
J    And  vvafh  away  my  fin. 
The  ftream  to  which  my  fpirit  flies 
Can  make  the  foulcft  clean. 


277 


'i> 


2-,  It  runs  divinely  C'Cai 

A  fountain  dstp  and  wid^!  ; 
'Tv/as  op'^n'd  by  the  foldier's  ^pear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  fide  ! 

H  Y  M  N    CCLXXXVIII.     L.  M. 

1  r~^  OME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
V^    Honour  the  means  ordaln'd  by  thee  ! 
Make  good  our  apollolic  boaft. 

And  own  thy  glorious  miniftry. 

2  Father,  in  thefe  reveal  thy  Son  :       , 

In  thefe  for  whom  we  feek  thy  face,  ^ 
Tlie  hidden  myftery  make  known, 
The  iriward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 

3  Jtjfns,  with  us  thou  always  art : 

EfFeft'ate  now  the  facrcd  fign  : 
The  frjft  unfpeakable  impart, 
And  bh'fs  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  defcend  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  f[)irits,  tliou  ! 
The  facramental  fcal  apply, 

And  witnefs  with  the  water  now  ! 


273  CLASS-MEETING. 

CLASS-MEETING. 

HYMN    CCLXXXIX. 

1  ALL  thanks  to  the  Lamb  who  gives  us 
JLIL  to  meet : 

His  love  we  proclaim,  his  praifes  repeat : 
We  own  him  our  Jefus,  continually  near, 
To  pardon,  and  blefs  us,  and  perfe6l  us  here. 

2  In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  pow'r, 
Preferv'd  by  his  grace  throughout  the  dark 

hour  : 
In  all  our  temptation,  he  keeps  us  to  prove 
His  utftiofl  falvatlon,  his  fulnefs  of  love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free ; 
Ah  !  hail  thou  not.  Lord,  .a  blefling  for  me  ? 
The  peace  thou  haft  given,  pis  moment  impart. 
And  open  thy  heaven,  O  Love,  in  my  heart  I 

HYMN    CCXC.     C.  M. 

I    O  EE,  Jefu,  thy  difciples,  fee, 
C3    The  promis'd  blefling  give  ! 
Met  in  thy  nam.e,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expefting  to  receive. 

3   Thee  we  expeft,  our  faithful  Lord, 
Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd  ; 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midft  to  find. 

3  "Whom  now  vi^e  feek,  O  may  we  meet ! 
Jefus,  the  crucify 'd. 
Shew  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  haft  dy'd. 


FUNERAL.  279 

HYMN    CCXCI. 

I       A    PPointed  by  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name, 
jf~\.  And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb, 
To  trace  thy  example,  the  world  to  difdain, 
And  conftantly  trample  on  pleafure  and  pain. 

Z  O  Jefus  appear  !   no  longer  delay, 
To  fanfUfy  here,  and  bear  us  away  ; 
The  end  of  our  meeting  on  earth  let  us  fee, 
Triumphantly  fitting  in  glory  with  thee  ! 

HYMN    CCXCn.    L.  M. 
Funeral, 

1  'T^  Hi\NKS  be  to  God  whofe  faJthfuUcve 

J.       Hath  calJ'd  another  to  his  breaft, 
Tranflated  him  to  joys  above, 
To  manfions  of  eternal  reft. 

2  He  the  good  fight  of  faith  hath  won, 

He  heard  with  joy  the  welcome  word ; 
**  Hither  come  up  (thy  work  is  done) 
"  And  reign  for  ever  with  thy  Lord." 

3  By  minifierial  fpirits  convey'd, 

Lodg'd  in  the  garner  of  the  fky. 
He  refts  in  Abraham's  bofom  laid, 
He  lives  with  God,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Thinks  be  to  God,  thro'  Chrift  alone, 

Who  gave  our  friend  the  viAory, 
O  MaRer,  fay  to  me,  «<  Well  dorie  P' 
M?y  I  rejoice  to  die  in  thee. 
A  a  2 


28o  REJOICING. 

HYMN    CCXCIII. 

1  ^\7^E  fimple  fouls,  that  ftray 

X     Far  from  the  path  of  peace, 
That  unfrequented  way 

To  hfe  and  happinefs — 
How  long  will  ye  your  folly  love. 

And  throng  the  downward  road, 
And  hate  the  wifdom  from  above, 

And  mock  the  fons  of  God  ? 

2  Madnefs  and  mifery 

Ye  count  our  life  beneath. 
And  nothing  great  can  fee, 

Or  glorious  in  our  death  ! 
As  born  to  futfer  and  to  grieve, 

Beneath  your  feet  we  lie. 
And  utterly  contemn'd  we  live, 

And  unlamented  die. 

3  Poor,  penfive  fojourners, 

O'ei-whelm'd  with  grief  and  woes, 
Perplex'd  with  needlefs  fears, 

And  pleafure's  mortal  foes  : 
More  irkfome  than  a  gaping  tomb» 

Our  fight  ye  cannot  bear, 
Wrapt  in  the  melancholy  glor.a 

Of  fanciful  defpair. 

4  So  wretched  and  obfcure, 

The  men  whom  ye  defpife. 
So  foolifh,  weak,  and  poor. 

Above  your  fcorh  vve  rife: 
Our  confcience  in  the  Holy  Ghofl 

Can  witnefs  bettei"  things  ; 
For  he,  whofe  blood  is  all  our  boaft, 

Hatli  made  us  prieft?  and  kings. 


REJOICING,  281 

5;   Riches  unfearchable 

In  Jefu's  love  we  know, 
And  pleafures  from  the  well 

Of  life,  our  fouls  overflow ; 
From  him  the  fpirlt  we  receive, 

Of  wifdom,  grace,  and  pow'r, 
And  always  forrowful  we  live. 

Rejoicing  evermore, 

5  Angels  our  fervants  are, 

And  keep  in  all  our  ways, 
And  in  their  hands  they  beaif 

The  facred  fons  of  grace  ; 
Our  guardians  to  that  heavenly  bhfs, 

They  all  our  fteps  attend ; 
And  God  himfelf  our  Father  is. 

And  Jefus  is  our  friend. 

7   With  him  we  walk  in  white. 

We  in  his  image  fhine, 
Our  rc^cs  are  robes  of  light, 

Our  righteou^nefs  divine  ; 
On  all  the  grov'hng  kings  of  earth, 

With  pity  we  look  down. 
And  claim  in  virtue  of  our  birth, 

A  never-fading  crown. 

HYMN    CCXCiV. 

1    TT  ^  RK!'  how  the  gofpel-trumpet  founds 
X  A   Thro'  all  the  Curth  the  echo,bounds  ! 
And  JefuS;   by  redeeming  blood. 
Is  bringing  finners  back  to  God  ; 
And  guides  them  fafely  by  his  word 
To  endlefs  dav. 


2  0  2:  PRAISE. 

3  H^ll,  allrvI6lonour,  conquering  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd, 
Who  undertook  for  finful  man, 
And  brought  falvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign 

In  endlefs  day^ 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  fouls  %ht  on, 
And  when  the  conqiieft  you  h^ve  won, 
The  pahr.s  of  viA'ry  you  flriKll  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  fhare, 
And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear 

In  endlef?  day. 

4  There  we  fhall  in  fweet  chorus  }(;in, 
And  faints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  fing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  fhall  ceafe  to  move, 
And  this  fhall  be  our  theme  above, 

In  endlefs  day. 

HYMN    CCXCV.     C.  M, 

J    T   KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
JL    And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty., 

%  Thy  love  I  foon  expeft  to  iijid 
In  all  its  depth  and  height, 
To  comprehend  the  Eternal  MirC; 
And  grafp  the  infinite.    • 

3   When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  hi;>, 
Of  paradife  pofTefs'd, 
I  talk-  unutterable  blifs, 
Andever'aftincT  red.    " 


PETITIONING.  283 

hymn'  ccxcvi.   s.  m. 

1  Tn'ATHi:'R,  I  dare  believe 
X?     Thee  merciful  and  true  ; 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  foul  forgive, 

My  fallen  foul  renew. 

2  Come  then  for  Jefu's  fake, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean  ; 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make, 
An  end  of  all  my  fin. 

3  I  cannot  wafh  my  heart. 

But  by  believing  thee  : 
And  waiting  for  thy  blood  t'  impart 
The  fpotlefs  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  crofs  I  lie, 

Jefu,  the  grace  befcovv  : 
-    Now  thy  all-cleanfing  blood  apply, 
And  I  am  white  as  fnow. 

HYMN    CCXCVII.     C.  M. 

1  T  A  S  K  the  g'Ift  of  right'oufnefs, 
X    The  fin-fubduing  pow'r ; 
Pow'r  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  My  veh'ment  foul  cries  out  opprefs'd, 

Impatient  to  be  freed  ! 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  reft, 
Till  I  am  fav'd  indeed. 

3  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert  ? 

Art  thou  not  willing  too  ? 
To  change  this  old,  rebellious  heart; 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 


2c  4  CHRISTMAS    HYMN. 

HYMN    CCXCVIII. 

* 

5  "T  "J^  T  Hile  ilieph'v'rds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 

V  T       All  feated  on  the  ground,       [^night, 
I'he  angel  of  the  Lord  came  dciwn^ 
Arid  glory  fiione  aroitnd. 

Z  *'  Fear  not,"  iaid  he   {for  n-iighty  dread  ^ 

Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ;) 
*-  Glad  tidings  of  forest  icy  I  bring 
**Tg  you  wind  all  mankind. 

^   *^  To  you  in  David's  tovvn  this  day 
*'  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
**  Thc-Savicur  who  is  Chritl  the  Lord  j. 
**  And  this  fhall  be  the  fign  ; 

4  '*  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  fhall  find 
**  To  human  viev/  difplay'd, 
*'  All  meanly  v.'rapp'd  in  fwathing  bands, 
*V  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

I  ThrG  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  fiiining  throng 
Of  angels,  praiimg  God  on  hig]j, 
Addrefs'd  their  joyful  fong  : 

6  *^  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  lo  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good*wi!l  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  nienj 
*'  Begin  and  never  ccafe." 

H  Y  M  N     CCXCIX. 

OVING  Jefus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  me,   Saviour,  Vvhat  thou  ait. 
Live  fchyfelf  within  my  heart. 


PRAYER.  aO/ 

2,   I  HihU  then  ihaw  forth  thy  pralfc^ 
Serve  taee  all  my  happy  days  : 
Then  the  world  Ihall  always  fee 
Chrllt,  the  holy  child,  In  me. 

HYMN    CCC, 

1  /^   THOU,  who  Cornell  from  ataove  ! 
V_/    The  pure  celcftial  fne  t'  impart, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love, 

On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart  ! 

2  There  let  it  for  thy  glory  burny 

With  inextlnguidir^ble  blaze, 
And  tremblin^'T  to  its  lource  return, 
In  humble  love  and  fervent  praife* 

3  Jefu,  confirm  my  heart's  defire, 

To  work,,  and  fpeak,  and  think  for  thee ) 
SliJI  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire. 
And  ftiil  ilir  up  thy  (;ift  in  me  : 

4  Ready  for  all  thy  perfe6i  will, 

My  ac^s  of  faith  and  love  repeat  ; 
Till  death  thy  endlefs  mercies  feal, 
And  mike  the  facrifice  complete* 


FINIS. 


.CONTENTS. 

A  Page 

WAKENING  and  inviting  -         5 

Penitential         -  -  -  -        22 

Petition  *  -  -  - 

Rejoicing         -  -  -  - 

Praife  .  .  -  - 

Trufting  in  Providence 
Suffering  .  -  -,  . 

Funer?./  -  -  -  . 

Fellowfhip  *.  -  -  . 

Backfllding  -  ^  - 

Nativity         -  -  -  - 

New- Year         -  -  -  . 

Good-Friday  ... 

Praife  -  -  -  .  . 

Morning  and  Evening 
oacramcntal  _  .  . 

Parting  ,  „  -  , 

Chriilmas  Hymn         -  -  . 

Baptlfm  -  .  - 

Clafs-Meeting 


I     N     D     E     X. 


-<^^^^^- 


jlVND  am  I  born  to  die  1 1 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  15 

Ah  !   whither  ihall  I  go  32 

All  glory  to  God  in  the  ilvjr  61 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have  70 

And  can  I  yet  delay  91 

All  ye  that  pafs  by  j  i -^ 

Arife  my  foul,  arife  127 

And  mull  this  body  die  i  3  i 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear  i6_«. 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail  1 7  I 

Ah,  lovely  appearance  of  death  174 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb  T.jj 

Away  with  cur  fears  zzo 

Ah,  where  am  I  now^  20^ 

All  hail !   happy: day-:;    '  2:8 

Alas !   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  21  y 

■Alimighty  Mrker,  God'  21 5 

A.11  praife  to  hi:n  who  dwells  in  bliis  2  17 

sAciiior  of  our  falvation,  thee  2z2 

And  let  our  bodies  part  259 

Awake,  jerufalem, '  awak?!  2  ('-5 

An  inward  baptifra  of  pure  fire  269 
All  thanks  to  the  Lamb  who  gives  lis  to  meet   278 
Appointed  by.  thee  we  meet  in  thy  name       279 
B  b 


INDEX. 

Page 

Behold  the  Satioiir  of  mankind  lo 

BImv  ye  the  trumpet^  blow  18 

Be  it  my  only  wifdom  here  70 

"Behold  the  fervant  of  the  Lord  84 

Being  of  beings,  God  pf  love  94 

Before  Jehovah's  awfulthrone  148 

Btft  above  all,  lay  hold  167 

Brother  in  Chrift  and  well-belcv'd  193 

Bleft  be  the  dear  uniting  love                 <  195 

Come,  ye  fmners,  poor  and  needy  6 

Come,  fmners,  to  the  gofpel-feaft  7 

Come,  holy  celelliial  dove  34 

Come,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  rejoice  46 

Come,  let  us  anew  55 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft  62 

Come,  Saviour  jefu,  from  above  64 

Come,  Lord,  from  above  90 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  96 

Come,  thou  fount  of  ev'ry  blefling  99 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  123 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  135 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King  142 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs  150 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs  158 

Come  on,  ray  partners  in  diftrefs  170 

Come  away  to  the  flcies  1 80 

Come,  let  us  anew  182- 

Come,  let  us  afcend  483 

Come,  and  let  us  fwectly  join  190 

Come,  -thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  i»9i 

Come,  let  us  I'fe  the  grace  divine  192 

Come,  O  thou  all-vk5torious  Lord  ^32 


INDEX. 

'  Caft  on  the  fidelity 
Come,  thou  omnifclent  Son  of  Man 
Convort,  ye  minifters  of  grace 
Come,   O  thou  traveller  unknown 
Celcftial  Dove,  defcend  from  high 
Call'd  from  above,   I  rife 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft 

Drooping  foul,  (hake  off  thy  fears 
Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near 

Ever  fainting  with  defire 

Except  the  Lord  condu6l  the  plan 

Father  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds 

Father  of  Jefas  Chrift  the  jull 

For  ever  here  my  reft  fhall  be 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  fhlne 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  Hiics 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord 

Father,   I  ftretch  my  hands  to  thee 

Father,  if  juftly  ilill  v/e  cl^im  Z35 

FouDtaiii  of  life,  to  all  below  270 

Father,  I  dare  believe  2^3 

God  of  my  falvatlon,  hear  45 

God  of  all  grace  and  majtfty  47 

God  of  almighty  love  7  i 

God  of  all-redeeming  grace  S3 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  8S 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high  l^i 


I 


INDEX.    • 

Givi:  to  Uie  winds  tliy  fears  159 

God  of  my  life,  whofe  gracious  pow'r  160 

G  ••■  inoves  in  a  myilerious  way  163 

C             my  life,  to  thee  198 

',"         .iV/  wife,  almighty,  good  207 

1'  in  this  and  every  place  ■  234 

.:  all  confolation  tai-c  257 

Gi-^r  and  guardian  of  my  llecp  265 

H-     omt^s  !   lie  comes  !   the  Judge  fevere  17 

H.'.:ry  ion!,,  that  free  from  harms  43 

Hdp,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help.  I  fly  .68 

Holy  I^amb,  who  thee  receive  ,77 

liow  tedious  and  taflelefo  the  hours  98 
x;''ily,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord     ,         106 

iiovv'  vain  are  all  things  here  below..  113 

rLippy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace  124 

LL^ppy  the  fouls  to  J'.^fu'i  join'd  125 

He  dies,  the  friend  of. fianers  dies  132 

X-icvv  do  thy  mercies  clofe  me  round  145 

_  Kqw  happy  every  child  of  gi^ace  157 

H'^ppy  foi;l>  thy  days  are  ended  172 

Head  of  the  chiirdi  triumphant  17,3 

Ilofanna  to  Jefus  on  high  178 

Happy  who  in  Jffijs  live  179 

I  low  }i'']}py  are  t!iey  z,02 

How  lh;>]j  a  loft  finner  in  pain  205 

Hark  !   the  herald-^noels  ling'  210 

Hov,-  beauteous  are  their  feet  249 

^ark  !   how  the  watclmien  cry  25 1 

"High  on  his  evet lading  throne  262 

HxTik  I   h:nv  the  gofpel-trumpet  founds  2  c- 1 


INDEX. 

Page 

Jefu,  let  thy  pitylr>g  eye  .   24 

Jcfu,  if  llill  the  fame  thou  art  27 

Jefus,  if  t!iou  art  to-day  29 

Jefu,  lover  of  my  foul  30 

I  want  a  principle  within  48 

Jefus,  come,  thou  hope  of  glory  50 

I  third:,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God  50 

Jefus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord  52 

Infinite,  uncxhauiledlove  60 

Jefu,  my  llrcnprtk,  my  hope  66 

Jefu,  my  Saviour,  brother,   friend  69 

Jefu,  my  life,  thy felf  apply  77 

Jefu,  thou  art  my  King  78 

Jefu,  my  truth,  my  way  S/> 

Jefu,  thou  everlafting  KiiTg  89 

Jcfu 3,   my  Lord,  attend  93 

Jefus,  from  whom  all  blefiings  jflow  IQC 

Jefus  thy  boundlefs  love  to  me  lo^ 

Jefus  hath  dyM  that  I  might  live  109 

Jefus,  the  all-fuftaining  word  112 

Jefus,  Redeemer  of  raankind  116 

Jefiis,  thy  vv'andering  iheep  behold:  119 

Jefus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone  139 

I'll  praifc  my  Maker  wiiile  Fve  breath  144 

Jefu,  great  fhepherd  of  the  fiieep  1 54 

Jefu,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  18S 

Jefu,  united  by  thy  grace  1 89 

Jefus,  accept  the  praife  19G 

In  trliat  fad  memorable  night                .  219 

Jilj,  at  whofe  fupreme  comm.i'id  223 

Jefu,  dear  redeeming  Lord  225 

Jefu,   we  thus  obey  225 

I  long  to  behold  him  array 'd  2 30 
J3  b  2 


INDEX. 

Page 

Jefus,  fnepberd  of  the  (heep  237 

Jefu,  the  weary  waaderer's  reft  24^1. 

Jefii,  thy  far  extended  fatne  247 
in  boundlefs  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear    274 

I  know  that  ray  R-i'deemer  lives  282 

I  afk  the  gift  of  right'oufnefs  283 

.Lo  !   he  comes  in  clouds  defcending  18 

JLct  the  world  their  virtue  boaft  25 

.Leader  of  faithful  fouls,  and  guide  ^^ 

Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone  58 

Lord,   I  believe  thy  eveiy  word  79 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling  80 

Light  of  life,  feraphic  fire  82 

i  .ct  him  to  whom  we  now  belong  83 

Lo  !   in  thy  hand  I  lay  87 

IgOrd,  we  come  before  thee  now  96 

Lord,  I  believe  a  reil  remains  107 

Lord  of  the  har^eft,  hear  1 2  i 

TjCt  earth  and  heaven  agree  125 

C,ct  evciy  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpcak,  134 

j.ord  ]'Au,  wlien,  when  fliall  it  be  217 

i  tt  all  who  truly  bear  220 
I'/Ong  hnve  I  feem'd  to  ferve  thee,  Lord        233 

Lovers  of  pleafure  more  than  God  250 

Lord,  all  I  am,, is  known  to  thee  274 

Loving  Jefus,  gentle  Lamb  2-84 

My  drowfy  povv'rs  why  fieep  ye  To  42 

Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind    ,  44 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love  49 

Ivly  God!   Lknow,  I  feci  thee piine  103 

Mc  hoj.c,  11.7  all,  my  S:iviourthou  •  in 


INDEX. 


P 


My  God,  I  am  thine  123 

My  God,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  134 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  141 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend  154 

Mailer,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim  241 

Now,  even  now,  I  yield,  I  yield  254 

O  for  a  thoufand  tongues  to  fing  5 

O  love  divine  !   what  haft  tbou  done  1 1 

O  that  I  could  repent  23 

O  love  divine  !   how  fweet  thou  art  31 

0  Jefus  my  liope  34 

O  thou  that  hcar'ft  when  finners  cry  •    38 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive  39 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  pall  54 

O  almighty  God  of  love  63 

O  for  a  heart  to  praife  my  God  72 

O  that  my  load  of  fin  were  gone  81 

O  then,  to  whofe  all-tearching  liglit  88 

O  San  of  Rightc'j.Ui'nefs,  ariie  94 

Of  him  who  did  falvation  bring  98 

O  joyful  found  of  gofpel-grace  1  c  - 

O  God  of  good,  the  unfathcrn'd  fea  1 1  ; 

O  jefus,  my  red  118 

G  teil  me  no  move  130 

O  vvhat  (hall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praifi:  143 

O  God  of  all  grace  14'^^ 

O  thou  God  of  my  falvation  i^^' 

O  thou,  who  this  myfterious  bresd  22;. 

O  all  that  pafs  by,  to  Jefus  draw  rear  22' 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  faid  2*3^^ 

O  may  thy  powerful  W'-rd  239 


INDEX. 

Pafce 

O  woiid'rous  power  of  faithful  prayer  239 

O  God,  mofl  merciful  and  true  245 

O  God  to  who^ji  in  flefli  reveal'd  246 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love  252 

On  all  the  earth  thy  fpirit  fhower  256 

O  that  I  was  as  heretofore  263 

Oft  have  we  pafs'd  the  guilty  night  267 

Oh  !   for  a  clofer  walk  with  God  268 

O  thou,  whom  all  thy  faints  adore  270 

O  thou,  who  coraeft  from  above  285 

Plung'tJ  in  a  gulf  of  dark  defpair  1 33 

Praift:  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  145 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  y'  immortal  choirs  152 
Peace,  troubled  foul,  thou  need'ft  not  fear    169 

Peace  be  on  this  houfe  beitow'd  1 94 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear  240 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King  129 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deteas'd  176 

Rock  of  Ifrael,  cleft  for  me  221 

Rejoice  evermore  wdth  angels  above  228 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  8 

Sinners,  obey  the  gofpel  word  9 

Stay,  thou  infulted  fpirit,  Iby  36 

Saviour,  the  world's  and  mine  ^z 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace  5  7 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve  65 

Son  of  God,  thy  bleffing  grant  95 

Saviour  of  tlie  fin-lick  fpul  J  07 

^jee,  gracious  Lord,  with  ])itying  eyes  122 

Salvation  !   O  the  jovful  found     '  '  «a49 


tNDEX. 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindnefs,  Lord 
Soldiers  of  Chrift,  arife 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  pi-^fll 
Stand  the  omnipotent  decree 
S-.viour  from  fin,   I  wait  to  prove 
Say,  which  of  you  would  fee  the  Lord 
Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  cyc3 
Sie  je!\i,  thy-difciple  fee 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name 

Thou  judge  of  quick  and  dead 

Ten-ible  thought !   fhall  I  alone 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majefty 

To  the  haven  cf  thy  breall 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  ftreng-th,  n^x  tov,  V 

The  praying  fpirit  breathe 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whofe  height 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Ifrael  and  mine 

Thou  great  myiterioue  God  unknown 

Thy  ceafelefs,  unexhaufted  love 

The  fpacious  Drmameiit  on  high 

The  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praife 

The  God  of  AbrcKi'm  praife 

Thif.;  this  is  the  God  vvc  adore 

Tho'  troubles  aflail  and  dangers  affright 

The  Lcrd  my  pailure  fhali  prepare 

'Tis  iiriiih'd,  'tis  done 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  f(;arch  tire  ground 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  fky 

Thy  faitlif"i;lnefs,  Lord,  eath  moment  I  hnd 


Pa?:- 
l6: 

212 

22; 
264 
271 

27b 
1 1 


37 
59 
65 

72 

74 
92 
110 
12^: 
136 
J  37 

153 
^5> 

161 

163 
177 
185 
18') 
21  r 
227 


Thou  Son  of  God,  whofe  flaming  eyes  231 

Thou  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan  235 

Thou  man  o£g|^*efs,  remember  me  236 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace  243 

Thanks  be  to  God,  whofe  faithful  love  279 

\^ain,  dciulive  world,  adieu  137 

When  rifing  from  the  bed  of  death  12 

With  glori<jus  clouds  encompafs'd  round  26 

Weary  of  wand'ring  from  my  God  36 

Why  fliould  the  children  of  a  king  41 

What  now  is  my  obje<^:  and  aim  104 

When,  gracious  Lord,  when  fhall  it  be  115 

Whom  man  forfake*  thou  wilt*  not  leave  115 

W^ith  Joy  we  meditate  the  grace  138 

When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God  155 

Where  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope  206 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  217 

Who  is  this  that  comes  from:far  ^24 

Weary  fouls  that  wander  wide  228 

When  quiet  in  my  houfe  I  fit  241 

WatchM  by  the  world's  malignant  eye  252 

V/Iiy  not  npv/,  my  God,   my  God  254 
W^hiie  fhepherds  watch'd  their  flocksby  night  284 

Ye  happy  fmners,  hear  75 

Ye  heavens  rejoice  in  Jefus's  grace  216 

Ye  fiHiple  fouls  that  iiray  280 


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